TRIENNIAL 
RECORD 




PRINCETON 
I901 




WILLIAM BOYXTOX BRECKEXRIDGE 
The Class Boy 



The Triennial Record of the 
Class of Nineteen Hundred 
One of Princeton University 



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Edited by the Class Secretary, 
FRANK LATIMER JANEWAY 



September, i 904 



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Grrr 

MRS. WOOD ROW WILSON 
NOV. 25, 1939 



THaUbrarytr 

Congress 
Serial Recent 

DEC161944 



^ Still well banish care and sadness. 
As 'we turn our memories back, 
And recall those days of gladness 
'Neath the Orange and the Black.'' 



PREFACE 

In issuing this Record the editor gratefully acknowledges 
his indebtedness to Mr. J. H. Keener '97, Mr. G. K. Reed '99, 
Mr. F. P. King 1900, and specially to Mr. A. C. Imbrie '95, 
the secretaries of their respective classes, for valuable advice 
and assistance. It is needless to say that he is greatly indebted 
to those men of his class whose drawings ornament and enliven 
the pages of this book ; and to George D. Richards for the 
letter design for the cover. 

He regrets that the Record is not complete, and specially 
that the directory and statistical tables are not as accurate as 
was desired. This is at least partly due to the failure of many 
men to give the information in their letters which the editor 
requested, and to the lack of time to pursue these men for that 
information. But despite these shortcomings he hopes that 
the book will please the class, and he is sure that it will enter- 
tain them. He puts it in the hands of his classmates with the 
sincere desire that it will intensify the loyalty to our Alma 
Mater in which we all rejoice, and that it will strengthen still 
further the bonds which unite the members of the class of 
Nineteen Hundred One of Princeton University. 

F. L. Janeway. 



Class Organization 

Prkident - - - JAMES WALKER JAMESON 

Vice-President - - ALLAN VINING DUNCAN 

Secretary - - - FRANK LATIMER JANEWAY (Resigned) 

[After October ist, 1904, Walter Ewing Hope] 



CLASS EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE 

Richard Lawrence Benson James Smylie Kinne 

Samuel Hamilton, Jr. John Leete Rogers 

Walter Ewing Hope Howard Alexander Smith 

James Imbrie Harold Arthur Watres 

The President {ex-officio) 
The Secretary {ex-officio) 



Treasurer of the Memorial Fund 
JOHN LEETE ROGERS 



SUGGESTIONS FOR LETTERS 



Many of the letters refer by number to the sugges- 
tions sent out with the first call for letters, so they 
are inserted here for convenience of reference. 



1. Residences and occupations since leaving college (give date of 

leaving college). Dates and places of entering business or pro- 
fession, names of firms or partners, together with kind of business. 

2. Married? Date and place of w^edding; maiden name of w^ife in 

full, her place of residence; names in full of children, if any, 
with dates and places of birth; also give dates and places of 
deaths of any children. 

3. Post-graduate work, or studies in other institutions after leaving 

Princeton. Where ? How long in each institution ; if pro- 
fessional or technical, the line of study pursued (/.^. law, elec- 
tricity, etc.); degrees, honorary or in course, received; from 
what institutions, giving date. 

4. Books, pamphlets, or articles published, with exact titles and dates 

and places of pubHcation. 

5. Membership or affiliation with organizations; social, religious, polit- 

ical. Work done in politics ; what positions of honor, trust, or 
profit have you held .? Give dates of appointment or election to 
the same and term of tenure. 

6. Journeys in this or foreign countries. 

7. Your permanent address, where letters, etc., may be sent with the 

certainty of their being forwarded to you. 

8. Any other circumstances in your career of interest to the class. Don't 

be afraid to write too much. Any information about any other 
fellows in the class, which you think the class would Hke to know, 
but which modesty, etc. , prevents these fellows from telling. 

9. Any plans you may have, involving important changes for you in 

the future. 



LETTERS FROM THE CLASS 

ARTHUR HERMAN ADAMS 

Dear Classmates : I hate to do it, but Janus says I must, 
so here's where you pose once more as the attentive audience 
while I tell the story of my life. Autobiography isn't my 
strong point — I don't think it's my fault, I blame it on the 
subject. I've got such a durned uninteresting subject. ! ! ! 
That space is to be filled in with applause, showing that you 
all agree with me. 

If the records extant have not been maliciously falsified, the 
hero of the following adventures was born into the world as a 
Princeton alumnus in the early part of June in the year 1901. 
Unfortunately (?) he was not alone, so this is not the dis- 
tinction that it should have been. 

On account of its entire lack of originality, we refrain from 
making the remark that the following summer of idleness was 
no longer than summers usually are. In September he was 
sentenced to three years' hard labor in the shops of the Western 
Electric Company — this sentence was afterward shortened on 
account of good behavior. He was also paroled every summer 
for two weeks. 

Dropping the third person, let me announce to a listening 
world that I am now, and have been for several months, for a 
consideration, occupying a chair in front of a desk in the Engi- 
neering Department of the Western Electric Company ; that I 
spent over two years in the shops of the same company in 
preparation for my aforesaid arduous duty, and that machine 
oil is said to be the cause of much baldness among machinists 
and other shop hands. This last is only one of many valuable 
items of information that I picked up during my apprentice- 
ship; I give it as a sample and also because something will 
have to be said on the subject sooner or later. For any further 
technical information consult me during business hours, or 
write me at my business address, which seems less likely to 
change at present than my residence. The first is : care of 
W^estern Electric Company, 463 West Street, New York City, 
New York. The second is : 338 West Thirty-first Street, New 
York City, N. Y. An address from which mail will always 



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be forwarded to me is : care of Mrs. Sarah C. Adams, Wya- 
lusing, Pa. 

I see that I have answered the greater number of Janus' 
questions. Of course I might state, for the support of the 
handful of hardy bachelors that yet remain, that to the best of 
my knowledge I am not married. Neither have I published 
any books, articles, or pamphlets. The particular article that 
I did not publish appeared in the Cosmopolitan several months 
ago, over my name. How it got over the name, if it ever did, 
I am not prepared to state. I make this statement to ward off 
any possible flood of requests from enterprising publishers and 
autograph collectors. Speaking of articles, did you all see 
Bert Johnson's picture in the Philadelphia Press last fall, with 
his description of the golden harvest fields of South Dakota? 
Bert is the man who married " Poler " Eastman off to a dusky 
Philopena damsel without consulting him, so he is fair game; 
besides, he's modest, and would rather someone else should 
do the telling. 

I don't know whether an organization such as the Naval 
Militia of New York State is to be classed as social, religious, 
or political. " Well, anyhow," as Bob Whiting says, I became 
a hero on March ii, — also the Second Division of the First 
Naval Battalion, N. M. N. Y., dates its true usefulness from 
that day. 

But whatever the ties we may form, whatever the growing 
interests that we may have, let us keep firm those little strings 
that draw us all together at appointed times and places. Before 
I see this in print I hope to see you every one in Princeton, and 
(no, " Heathen," that wasn't a pun, honi soit qui mal y pense) 
pull in a little on all those little strings. 

Old Nassau — 

" Here's to her sons, the best on earth," and here's to the 
flower of her sons, the class of 1901. 

Yours in '01, 

Arthur H. Adams. 

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PENRHYN STANLEY ADAMSON 

The last time I heard from " Pennyrink " was in November, 
1902, when he inclosed a draft for $17, with instructions to 
pay his ** subscriptions to the Alumni Weekly and keep the 
change." Perhaps he thought me an expensive correspondent. 
I saw him in Princeton in the spring of 1903, when he promised 
to answer all communications promptly in the future. Several 



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of the fellows have seen him in Europe. Fentress reported him 
engaged in literary work, with aspirations towards a seat in 
Parliament. His permanent address is Mt. Pleasant House, 
Dundee, Scotland, where all secretarial communications have 
been sent since one sent to his London address (60 Danby 
Street) was returned by the postmaster. 

JOHN AITKEN 

May 21, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Throughout my long and varied career, I 
have made it an invariable rule not to write for publication, 
but in order to get rid of your " little reminders," gentle or 
otherwise, I see that I must write a few lines for the Record ; 
thereby enhancing its value to the class, I am told — why, I do 
not see. The less from me the better, but if you will have it — 
here goes. 

Since graduation I have settled, as formerly, in the little 
village of New York, where, with the exception of a few 
months among the bulls and bears at the lower end of the 
island, I have been endeavoring to master the intricacies of 
the dry-goods business. In this line I have made a startling 
success of course, but please do not speak of it — as no one else 
knows it yet. Like many other wise members of the great 
class of 1 90 1, I left the single life and joined the throng of 
Benedicts; on June 3, 1902, I thus distinguished myself — but 
as there are now about sixty-seven wise men, and as I was 
number eighteen, I believe, I feel quite ancient. All other 
information about the author I will dispense in person on the 
campus on June 11, therefore I beg leave, dear Sir, to close. 
Most sincerely, 

John Aitken. 

[John W. Aitken 2d, born May 28, 1904. — Ed.] 

BENJAMIN AKIN 

Cincinnati, O., May 3, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Married June 2^, 1901. Mary Bruce Prouty, 
Des Moines. Lucky fellow. Wonder does " Johnny Mac " 
drink! Not now! 

Busy guy. Making money buying logs and lumber for K. 
& P. Lumber Co., Cincinnati. Good business. Stuck on job. 
Long hours and pay short. Future clear. 

June 9, 1903, little Akin, Anne Livingston. Great girl, finest 



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born in old Ohio. Mother happy. Father singing, " With 
my children on my knee." 

Hop in, fellows, the water's warm. 

As ever, 

Benjamin Akin. 
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GEORGE HENRY VAIL ALLEN 

Fair Haven, Vt., May 9, 1904. 
My Dear Janeway : " Pete " Bruyere has just written me 
to stir me up, so you can place this to " Pete's " credit. I am 
not much on the write, but here goes. After leaving college I 
at once went into the slate business here with my brother, 
under the firm name of S. Allen's Sons, and so far, I am glad 
to say, have been very successful. In June, 1903, I was married 
to Cecile M. Child of Weybridge, Vt. So far as I can find 
out I am the only Princeton man in this section, but am trying 
to hold my end up. If you can get anything out of this you 
are welcome to it, and let me say that you are at liberty to use 
the '' blue pencil " all you wish. 

Yours truly, 

Geo. H. V. Allen. 
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WILLIAM ELMER ALLEN 

His last letter came October 7, 1903. He was then a 
" Printer and Cabinet Maker, Blairstown, N. J." 

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NORMAN BRUCE ARMSTRONG 

Quarryville, Pa., May 2, 1904. 

Dear Frank: My career, since leaving college very sud- 
denly on the 29th of May, 1901, has been, to say the least, a 
most varied one. The next day found me an employee of the 
great Pennsylvania Railroad. My position with them was as a 
rodman in the assistant engineer's office of the Philadelphia 
division, with headquarters in Philadelphia. For fourteen 
months I helped to solve the many intricate engineering prob- 
lems in connection with the enormous changes that were made 
in the yards of West Philadelphia. During that time the 
officials seemed to think I was better than I was, so' May i, 
1902, saw me the main guy in the office, giving orders to 
graduate engineers from Lehigh, Cornell, etc. 

The P. R. R. is good enough for snails and those with a 
drag, but not having any aunts or grandmothers who turn the 



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crank, I fled on August the first to Frank C. Roberts & Co., 
Civil Engineers, with the hope of beating a snail's pace. 

The specialty of this finn is blast-furnace constructions. On 
the first shot I was deposited in Phillipsburg, N. J., to rebuild 
a furnace for the Andover Iron Company. Not being particu- 
larly familiar even with the picture of a blast furnace, you 
can imagine my feelings when I appeared on the job. Talk 
about your bluflF, it beat any poker game you ever saw ! 

After spending five months in this careful bluffing, the firm 
decided to allow me to spend the remainder of the winter in 
the sunny South in charge of a larger job. Instead of getting 
through as we had expected when the hot weather put in its 
appearance, we were kept hustling until the ist of September. 

In the meantime I had become so attached to the Sheffield 
Coal and Iron Company, the plant we were doing the work for, 
that when they asked me to stay with them as their engineer 
at the furnaces and mines, I readily consented. 

Things had now become so prosperous that I decided that 
" it was not good for man to be alone," consequently on the 
20th of October, 1903, in the Walnut Street Presbyterian 
Church of Philadelphia, I was married to Miss Helen Hamilton 
Field of 218 South Forty-second Street, of the same city. 

After spending '' a most protracted honeymoon in the East- 
ern States," we wended our way southward to the large and 
prosperous city of Sheffield, Ala. (population 2500). 

The excitement in such a city was naturally intense. Being 
one hundred miles from anywhere and everywhere, and having 
as the only evening entertainment a bum show once a month, 
we finally resorted to the highly instructive and exciting game 
of Hearts. Having so many diversions during the winter, it 
is hardly necessary to add we wore out three packs of cards. 

At the same time this influence seemed to strike my business, 
and as each day went by we had to decrease our force at the 
furnaces until the ist of March found us with all the furnaces 
shut down, and me looking for a job! 

Back to dear old Philadelphia! Enough of the South for 
mine ! Frank, do you know the Southern Railway ? If you do, 
no explanation is necessary, but if you do not, you don't want 
to. Keep away from it; do your traveling on the P. R. R. 
(I'm not a solicitor.) 

On the way North, we arrived in Chattanooga about ten 
minutes late, thereby missing the train we had expected to take 
through to Washington, as on the Southern Railway they never 
wait for any connections. Having only two trains a day on the 
main line makes it, to say the least, a trifle inconvenient, if you 
desired to keep an important business engagement. I admit 



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the scenery through North Carolina is hard to beat for beauty 
— they seem to think so, too, and run the trains at the proper 
speed (about twenty miles an hour), in order that their pas- 
sengers may get the full benefit. 

We had the whole day — from 5.30 in the morning on — 
in Chattanooga, and spent it sight-seeing among the many 
historical places on Lookout Mountain and Missionary Ridge. 
Among other historical interests we ran up against Poggy, 
who is building chimneys for a livelihood. He is making so 
much money that he thinks he needs someone else to help him 
spend it ; making an additional tie-up to help along our glorious 
class ! 

Being able to make all our connections, we finally reached 
Philadelphia. 

After my strenuous labors in the South, I felt I must take 
a much needed rest, so spent the remainder of the month at 
Mrs. Bruce's old home in Philly. 

On the 1st of April I went to work for the American Pipe 
Manufacturing Company of Philadelphia. They are engineers 
and contractors of water works. I am in the construction 
department, and am superintending the building of a reservoir 
for the Octorara Water Company. 

The reservoir is located in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, 
about three miles east of Quarryville. 

At the present writing Mrs. Bruce and I are enjoying ( ?) 
the solitude of a Pennsylvania Dutch farmhouse in the dead 
country. 

Thus endeth the varied career up to date of one of the 
members of the notable class of 1901. 

Yours, 

Bruce. 

WILLIAM ARTHUR BABSON 

South Orange, N. J. 
Dear Frank : I really must apologize for this long delay in 
writing up my autobiography, for, frankly, the delay has not 
been due so much to the pressure of business affairs as it has 
to that important ingredient of human frailty — ^procrastination. 
I would like to have been able to lay the blame on some big 
case which has taken up my time, and filled my pockets, too; 
but when speaking of such things a law student can at best 
make but a wry face and turn to the words of Julian T. Davies 
for consolation : " Keep at it, young men ; you may achieve 
success in twenty years, but keep at it." That little item of 
twenty years is one for sober reflection. 



Letters from the Class 7 

Here is a brief account of my life since leaving Princeton, 
and rather tame reading it makes at best, almost pastoral in 
its simplicity. 

Entered the New York Law School the fall after graduation 
and remained there until the '* dry season " set in along in 
February, when I pulled up stakes and went down to Law- 
renceville to train young minds (incidentally getting a little 
training myself). That summer, 1902, I forsook the haunts 
of men and made for the tall timber of Canarfa ; but two months 
fishing in Ontario and Quebec, and a third caribou-hunting in 
Newfoundland, hardly compensated for the sad blow which 
awaited me at Lawrenceville. For on my return I was deeply 
grieved to learn that many of my dear — dear pupils of the 
year before — '* shell '' boys with whom I had often been closely 
in touch, comrades of many a Saturday P. M., after school — 
had been fired by the faculty. February completed a full year 
at Lawrenceville, and then " back to the mines " of legal knowl- 
edge in the Law School library until June. That summer, as 
a correspondent for Forest and Stream, I made a salmon-fishing 
expedition to Newfoundland, with a crack at the moose of 
New Brunswick on my way home, and by October my brain 
was devoid of all bookish learning. But I have been making 
up for it during the last ten months, and in June was graduated 
from the Law School with little noise and few regrets. At 
present I am in the office of James B. Dill, 27 Pine Street, New 
York City, learning a few points of interest about corporations ; 
and in case " Lifty " Lawton or ** Don " Morrow should want 
to organize with a hundred millions or so of capital, why, we 
try to make a special reduction for friends. 

Not a very exciting narrative the above, to be sure — only 
three paltry pages, yet it took me three good long years to learn 
them, and there hasn't been any moss growing around either. 

As far as the girls are concerned, why, you'd better question 
Billy Gelston or Ray Swain ; as for me, I have not succumbed 
— that is, not completely. 

Sincerely your friend, 

Wm. Arthur Babson. 



July 10, 1904. 



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LEON JACOB BACHENHEIMER 

New York, September 10, 1904. 
Dear Janeway : In response to your " last call " you will 
find below the few facts to be recorded opposite my name : 
Residence — 61 West Ninety-sixth Street, New York City. 



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Matrimonial Facts — Blank, and likely to remain so for many 
moons. 

Occupation — Advertising business; at present solicitor for 
the New York Business Telephone Directory, 200 Broadway. 
Permanent Address: 61 West Ninety-sixth Street, New 
York. 

Very truly yours, 

Leon J. Bachenheimer. 

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OLIVER KINSEY BADGLEY 

Montclair, N. J., May 7, 1904. 
Feldows : Never having been on the verge of the matri- 
monial step, I have had no occasion to prepare a brief of my 
conduct. I therefore feel somewhat handicapped when I think 
of the long list of men who so gallantly have stormed the 
strongholds, and who have but to repeat here that which they 
so effectively told the fair ones. Mac Huey should make an 
ideal correspondent (no, not in a divorce suit, for if there is 
one thing Mac dislikes it is publicity) for this Record. Then, 
again, if Smyle Kinne or Bruce Armstrong would draw near 
with their melodious drums, perhaps their soft, soothing strains 
would be sufficient to awaken a trend of thought worthy of 
this great book. 

But if music is lacking, and if inexperience, hampers, what, 
pray, is to be done ? I have it ! I'll light up a pipe and let the 
memories of those friends, those surroundings of three years 
ago, mount up until the present disappears and I live again in 
the scenes so rapidly becoming dim, yet which never can be 
forgotten, and then gradually turning from this dreamland to 
the present, I'll compare the warm, genial life of those years 
with the cold, stern reality of the world. This contrast readily 
brought to mind my occupations, but it did not convince me 
that they were worthy of telling. 

Since the fall of 1901 I have been trying to impress upon 
men in the Auditor's office of the N. Y. C. & H. R. R. R. 
Company the feasibility of resigning in my favor and thus 
letting the road fall into competent hands, but somehow when 
I had just about perfected my plans, one of the Gold Dust 
Twins invariably went on a strike, sending me back to the 
pumps. Not being satisfied with working on week days I 
accepted a position as bass in the choir at Montclair, so that 
I might not have too much time on my hands to get into trouble, 
consequently, between business, music lessons, and choir work, 
nearly all of my time has been taken up, and as I look back I 



Letters from the Class 9 

have a deep regret that I have not had more opportunities to 
see you fellows. I hope that the coming period will afford me 
greater chance of meeting and hearing from you. 

The Grand Central Station is a central place, and I think it 
is up to you men to look a man up now and again. 
As ever yours, 

Oliver K. Badgley. 
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JAMES BAKER, JR. 

Lawrence, L. I., June 25, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : Most of us left Princeton about the 
same time, and a good many on the same train, some three years 
ago this June. I am ashamed to say I cannot remember the 
exact day or train, so I shall leave this to some of the more 
mathematically inclined. 

I spent the summer of 1901 at Lawrence, doing some odd 
tutoring and job-hunting. I finally landed a private-secretary- 
ship with the late Guy Wetmore Carryl, the author, in the 
latter part of September. This position proved a very pleasant 
one, without seeming to lead to brilliant prospects, and my 
ambitions so increased under the benefit of the Continental 
aspirations inspired by my preceptor that I severed my con- 
nection with Mr. Carryl about the ist of June, 1902, and 
resolved to go abroad. I spent the summer of 1902 principally 
in England, Scotland, and Wales, witnessing the coronation of 
King Edward VII., and a number of side shows. I made a 
dash for the Continent after the coronation in August, but only 
managed to reach Paris, where I spent a short, but very full, 
week before embarking on my return steamer at Cherbourg. 
Landing in New York the last of August, I at once resumed 
my search for bread. Nothing appearing of an appealing 
nature, I entered the New York Law School in October, with 
some idea of making law my life work. Hard study for two 
months failed to endear me sufficiently to the pursuit of the 
Goddess of Law (whoever she may be) to resist an offer made 
me by Messrs. Cornell & Underbill, No. 47 Beach Street, New 
York, to become one of their office force, and I forsook Black- 
stone to enter an active business life, November 22, 1902. The 
house dealt in all kinds of pipe (Lady Nicotines excepted) and 
it at once began to go down hill (presumably owing to my 
presence), strikes and labor troubles arising upon every hand. 
Not finding the fetid atmosphere of Beach Street (?) com- 
parable with the balmy zephyrs of the South Bay, near Law- 
rence, I again gave up my business cares, June i, 1903. This 
summer I spent in tutoring and the simple pleasures of life by 



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the sea. In the fall of 1903 I again began to look cityward, 
and discovered what at least seemed a " sure thing " in the 
real estate office of A. H. Mathews, No. 82 Nassau Street, New 
York. Of course, as everybody knows, it was naturally a poor 
year in real estate (my employer told me so whenever I sug- 
gested a raise). Things came to a crisis about March i of the 
present year of grace, and I decided that it was to our mutual 
advantage — ^to part. For the past three months I have been 
doing a little of everything, and not very much of anything, 
which will continue during the summer up to October i, when 
I expect to make another and a final start at the law in the 
New York Law School. 

Of course, I presume it is fraternally understood that one 
may make much or little of letter-writing of this character. I 
fear I have made little of it, but offer it, at whatever it may be 
worth, together with my best wishes, to the class. 
Very faithfully yours, 

James Baker, Jr. 

JULIUS LYMAN BALDWIN 

Washington, D. C, May 30, 1904. 

My Dear Janus : I don't know whether you are the goat this 
time, in having to butt me so often for a letter, or whether I 
am " it " for having to write one. I am looking forward with 
the greatest eagerness to seeing you and a goodly host of the 
glorious class at the Triennial in a few days ; and to sit down 
before that time and write an account in cold blood of the 
history of three years for publication after the reunion is like 
writing a chronicle of unimportant dates and a history with 
the chief event of interest omitted. 

Immediately after leaving Princeton on graduation, I went 
to New York to accept a position in the office of Da vies, Stone 
& Auerbach, corporation lawyers, and intending in the fall to 
enter the New York Law School ; but found that this did not 
fit in with my work ; so I lost a year's study, but the year spent 
in New York was not without interest and profit. The law 
firm had the conduct of many large enterprises, and many men 
of great ability and importance were among the clientele. 
There were about fifty fellows of the class in the city at that 
time, whom I frequently met about town or at the Princeton 
Club. 

In the spring of 1902 I obtained the position of secretary to 
Mr. Justice Harlan of the United States Supreme Court, which 
I now hold. After the summer's recreation in Canada I re- 
turned to Washington for the winter's work with that great 



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Judge, to be with whom is a delight, and with whom to work 
is an education. At the same time I entered the Law School of 
Columbian University for a three years' course. I have taken 
an active interest in debating affairs, and although I have not 
made much progress in that art myself, I have been honored 
with the presidency of the Debating Society, and have had the 
pleasure of seeing our teams come off victorious over our two 
rivals this year, the University of Virginia and Georgetown 
University. 

There have been many Princeton men attending Columbian 
in the past, and in my class are Gil. Kelly and Charlie Bradley 
'02. Kelly has been doing good work in the Law School, 
besides teaching in the public schools and coaching the Univer- 
sity football team, together with that of his high school. 

As for matrimony, my hands have been so filled with the 
struggle for existence that I have had little opportunity to 
consider undertaking the responsibilities of keeping another's 
head above board. However, I think that the volunteers from 
our class have been abundantly sufficient to avert any imme- 
diate panic as to the future of our infant industries, notwith- 
standing the charge of race suicide so rashly sprung upon us 
by our strenuous President, whose generalizations must have 
been based upon instances drawn from a New England univer- 
sity with which he is more famiHar than he is with Princeton. 

I now expect to be in Washington another year, and a letter 
addressed to me care of Mr. Justice Harlan will reach me. 
After that I cannot state any definite plans, except that I 
intend practicing law somewhere. 

With best wishes for the health, happiness, honor, and use- 
fulness of every one of our number, I remain. 

Yours most sincerely, 

J. L. Baldwin. 
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FRANKLYN GEORGE BAMMAN 

36 Momingside Avenue, New York City. 

Dear Classmates: In spite of delaying my letter until I 
heard from the Republican National Convention, my diary dis- 
closes a career of much less moment than I had hoped. 

Let me explain, first, that I am answering the first notice 
sent out by our secretary, lest those other importunate re- 
minders which followed should seem really to have been nec- 
essary in my case. 

One large postal was particularly unwarranted. Dowie, who 
needs a shifty lawyer, was about to take me to Zion under an 
agreement to exchange spiritual advice for legal services, 



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when he caught me reading it and mistook it for an objection- 
able New York daily which had cruelly maligned him. It's 
off between the " profit '' and me. 

But I am a lawyer nevertheless, having been admitted to 
practice in New York in June of this year. Married men of 
our class will find me in the ofiice of James Schell & Elkus, 
at 50 Pine Street, New York City. (Facts and not facetiae 
guaranteed.) 

My present abiding-place is at 36 Momingside Avenue, and 
if you can't find the latch-string borrow an ax of our obliging 
janitor and come right in. Residence in New York is, from a 
different cause, quite as uncertain as in Kansas, where, if I 
quote correctly, *' The wind passeth over it, and the place 
thereof shall know it no more." But father pays the rent at 
605 Lake Avenue, Asbury Park, N. J., and letters sent there 
will be forwarded without extra charge to me (or to you by 
special arrangement). 

After three years of anxiety I made connection with an 
LL. B. (excuse abbreviation) degree from Columbia Univer- 
sity, graduating with the class of 1904. 

The anxiety about a degree was relieved by association with 
the ^ K * fraternity, which I joined in 1901 at Columbia. 

Well, you have the contents of my diary, which about here 
records by its silence nothing but neglect, and so I am forced 
to curtail what otherwise might have been a literary gem. 

I wish my class collectively and individually the best of luck 
and prosperity. Here's to you. 

Yours in " 1901 " and always, 

Franklyn G. Bamman. 

July 18, 1904. 

^^ ^^ 

LAWRENCE STEWART BARTLETT 

New Richmond, Wis., August 29, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : After graduation in the spring of 1901 
I went abroad with Geo. Mattis. After completing a study of 
the old masters under the tuition of " Tight," I returned and 
entered the College of Physicians and Surgeons in New York. 
Ten 1 901 Princeton men were among those who started on the 
long dusty road through the medical school that fall. The 
number has since diminished considerably. 

I completed my second year last spring (1904), having been 
compelled to lay off most of the winter of 1903 with a broken 
leg. This will graduate me in 1906, a year later than the men 
with whom I entered. 

My summers have been spent between hospital work in New 



Letters from the Class 13 

York and my home in New Richmond, Wis. I am a member 
of the Princeton and a RepubHcan Club of New York, and my 
present address is 317 West Fifty-sixth Street. 

In the way of remarks I may say that I am neither married 
or engaged, and I am " happy in my work." 
Sincerely, 

Lawrence Stewart Bartlett. 

^> ^^ 
ABRAM GLENNI BARTHOLOMEW 

April 9, 1904. 
Dear Frank : If you sent that large sized stamped and ad- 
dressed envelope for my MS. I'll have to send you the fol- 
lowing card for my complete history. 

Yours, 

Bart. 



A. Glenni Bartholomew 



Baktholomew & Bartholomew 

Attorneys and Counsellors at Law 

1 1 02- 1 106 Prudential Building 

BUFFALO. N. Y. 



ARTHUR HENRY BATES 

Brockton, Mass., September 7, 1904. 

Dear Classmates of Princeton, 1901 : When I saw our 
secretary's address in the corner of an envelope recently re- 
ceived from him, I knew full well what must be inside, and 
that I deserved " all that was coming to me." That innocent- 
looking envelope made me ashamed of myself, and heartily 
wish that I had written my letter a long time ago. I think that 
for originality in reminders our secretary " can't be beat," as 
any of us delinquents can testify. 

I was very sorry indeed at my inability to be present at our 
Triennial reunion last June, when our class made such a fine 



14 Letters from the Class 

showing in the '' peerade," and had a very happy all-around 
reunion. Hope not to miss any more reunions, and shall look 
eagerly for the Triennial Record. 

Well, I have been on the road (not in Weary Waggles' line) 
for the Summit Thread Co. ever since graduation, selling 
mostly to the shoe manufacturers. Started for the Middle 
West about a month after graduation, and spent three months 
out there, visiting manufacturers in the different cities, and 
getting good experience in my line, besides seeing a little of 
that section of the country. Since that time, I have lived in 
the old Bay State, first boarding in Dedham for a year, and 
then going to Brockton, which is about in the center of my 
territory, and where I have been for the last year and a half. 

The only trouble with New England is there aren't enough 
Princeton men here, and it certainly is good to meet one who 
hails from Old Nassau. 

Yes, I am married, and very glad of it. That happy and all- 
important event took place on the 30th of last September, and 
married life is even farther ahead of bachelor life than Poe 
was ahead of the Yale followers when he finished his run in 
'98. I see a large number of our class think likewise, and they 
thereby show their good sense. Let the good work continue. 
Wife and I have both joined the Baptist church near where we 
live, and have met some very fine people there, with whom it is 
a pleasure to work. Our Y. M. C. A. in Brockton is also very 
strong, having about 13CXD members, which is a large member- 
ship for a city of 43,000. I shall always remember how cor- 
dially I was welcomed there when I first went to Brockton, and 
that always helps when a man goes to a new place. 

Well, fellows, I shall be glad to hear from you all in the 
Record, and what you are all doing. May we all keep together 
as much as possible, even if geographically separated. Success 
and happiness to you all. 

Your true classmate, 

Arthur H. Bates. 

356 Pleasant Street, Brockton, Mass. 

<:> <:^ 
CHARLES STRAWDER BATT 

Indianapolis, Ind., June 4, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway : Your " Third Alarm " has just reached 
me while traveling in the West. I will respond at once. 

Soon after graduation in 1901, I went to the Thousand 
Islands to spend the summer. 

On September 21 of the same year I sailed for Germany on 
the Pennsylvania to take a special course at the University of 



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Berlin, where I remained until February, 1903, when I decided 
to enter the Jena University. My summer vacation of 1902 
was a very delightful one. At the close of the university, 
together with several other Americans, then in Berlin, I went 
to Muritz, a small fishermen's hamlet on the Baltic Sea. Later 
on, with a Columbia man, I made a two months' trip through 
Scandinavia, returning to Berlin late in October. 

The German student, with his colored cap, saber-scarred 
face, and military bearing, presents a peculiar appearance, and 
gives one a first impression which is in striking contrast with 
that of the average American student. On a more intimate 
acquaintance, however, one finds him a wholesouled, generous, 
and really good fellow. The majority are not fond of study 
or work, and lead an easy life. In contrast with this the 
foreign student goes for work and finds plenty of it. As his 
work is entirely voluntary and elective he accomplishes much 
more in his chosen subjects than he does by the method of the 
American universities. During my stay at the Berlin Univer- 
sity my work progressed very satisfactorily, but it was not 
until I went to Jena that it assumed definite shape. Under 
Professor Dr. Lorenz and his successor Dr. Cartelliere I de- 
termined to try for a Ph. D., with " History " as my " major '^ 
subject. I applied myself diligently, and on March 4, 1904, 
the degree of Ph. D. was conferred upon me by the Jena Uni- 
versity. There is no end of red tape in the trial for a degree. 
The examination consists of a dissertation and an oral exami- 
nation. With the consent of the ruling professor I was per- 
mitted to write upon the following subject: 

"ZUR GESCHICHTE DER ENGLISCHEN SUD- 
SEEHANDELSGESELLSCHAFT, 1711-1719." 

The subject was a difficult one, requiring a great deal of re- 
search and no end of hard work. However, I enjoyed it, and 
it was promptly accepted. In due time I came up for the oral 
examination. This was conducted in a fairly large room in 
a very old building. The room contained a large table around 
which sat as many of the faculty as cared to attend. There 
were the Dean, four examining professors, and the '' Candi- 
dat " ; the latter appearing in full evening dress at eleven 
o'clock in the morning. The examination was very rigid, and 
lasted several hours, but I finally escaped, and in a few minutes 
was called back to the room to be congratulated by the Dean 
and the professors upon my success. I remained for a time in 
Jena, and after spending a week each in Paris and London, 
sailed for America on the Waldersee, arriving in New York 
April 22, very glad indeed to get home. 



1 6 Letters from the Class 

While in Berlin I met and became engaged to Miss Dorothy 
R. Jungclaus of Indianapolis, Ind., who spent several years in 
travel and study on the Continent. 

I saw quite a number of Princeton men, among them 
McMillan, Craig, Jack Crawford, and Percy Grace. I saw 
quite a good deal of the two latter. Jack was in Berlin for 
five weeks on business, and stayed with me. He is now pleas- 
antly situated in London and is happy. Percy was at the 
*' Hochschule " in Berlin, and during my frequent trips to 
that city we saw quite a good deal of each other. I have not 
heard anything of him lately. 

There was a *' Princeton Club of Germany " in Berlin, but 
owing to other engagements and study, I did not attend its 
sessions. At Jena I found Beam of '96, who was working 
for his degree. There was no lack of Princeton news, and we 
followed all the Princeton doings with great interest and some 
excitement. One of my most delightful experiences was my 
connection with the German Students' Association, " Agro- 
nomia Jenensis." I was made a '' Verkehrs Gast " shortly 
after I arrived in Jena, and came to know the German student 
in all his joys and sorrows. The time I spent abroad was 
exceedingly pleasant, and I think profitable to me; the mem- 
ories more so. 

I could write much more, but as you seem to be in a hurry 
and my time is limited, I will hustle this off with my very best 
wishes to you and all the boys. I hope to see you all in June. 

Yours fraternally, 

C. Strawder Batt. 

^::> ^> 
WILLIAM HEYBURN BATTING 

Wallace, Idaho, June 30, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : Three years, and I have been back to 
Princeton but once! It seems like ages since I was beneath 
the elms of Old Nassau, and now I am three thousand miles 
away, stowed in a little mining town of three thousand in- 
mates, practicing law, and trying to get butter on at least one 
side of the bread. 

After leaving Princeton in June, 1901, I spent the summer 
recovering from the wear and tear of four preceding years. 
In the fall I packed my trunk again and went to Washington, 
D. C, where I entered the Columbian Law School. I spent 
two very pleasant years in the Capitol City, when, thinking I 
could make more rapid headway in a law office, I came to the 
little town of Wallace, Idaho; worked away at the books for 
four long months, and then took the State Bar examinations, 



Letters from the Class 17 

and was admitted to practice. Since then I have been plugging 
away with some degree of success. There is never much to 
record when one Hves in a small place so far away from the old 
scenes, although a little town is always interesting in many 
ways. 

It has been my privilege to assist in the prosecution of the 
breakers of the law, having acted as Prosecuting Attorney for 
the county in various instances. Like other mining towns we 
are troubled with " holdups," who must be taught to learn 
the majesty of the law. I have, at times, been assigned as 
instructor. I have been mentioned as a candidate for the office 
of County Attorney, on the Republican ticket, in the coming 
fall campaign, but I have not yet decided whether I will 
^' run " or not. 

There sometimes comes over me a feeling of loneliness when 
I think of the distance between here and Old North, and that 
I am the only Princeton man in my immediate vicinity, but 
I live in the fond hope that within the year I will be found 
back again under the old trees, among old friends, dreaming 
over old memories, and renewing the fellowship of four happy 
years. 

With the sincere wish for the success of every classmate, 
I am, 

Yours for Princeton, 

William H. Batting. 

GORDON TAYLOR BE AH AM 

Kansas City, Mo., September 23, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : You should heave a sigh of relief as you 
open and read this — guess you have the last one rounded up. 
I know that I am unable to write a letter newsy or clever 
enough to make up for my delinquency in the matter, and my 
heart faileth me, for I know that my '' doctor's excuse " would 
not be " O. K.'ed '' by the chairman of the absence committee, 
so, without presenting any excuse for my tardiness in this 
class duty, I beg to be forgiven for old time's sake. 

I have not had a chance to say " hello " to many of the 
fellows since I left Princeton in June, 1901, for though I have 
been lucky enough to get back to the Campus twice since then, 
I have been rather unfortunate, in that my visits were during 
the uneventful middle parts of the spring and fall terms, and 
few of our class were on hand. I thoroughly expected to 
attend our Triennial, but some business matters unexpectedly 
demanded my presence in Kansas City during that week, and 
I just could not get away. That fact, Frank, is mainly respon- 



1 8 Letters from the Class 

sible for my putting off this letter. Out here in Kansas City- 
one has very little chance of getting class news, save through 
the Alumni Weekly, and when you add to the isolation the fact 
that I am not a very energetic or prolific correspondent, you 
will understand nie when I say that I felt very much out of 
touch with the class, and I wanted to wait till I had got back 
to the old place with the fellows and absorbed some of the old 
1 90 1 spirit. My being disappointed in getting back to the re- 
union postponed my letter, and the subsequent lack of attention 
I received at the hands of three of the fellows from whom I 
sought news (duck, you lobsters), made it even seem a thank- 
less task, and my vacation and business matters easily kept it 
shoved aside for " some future time." 

The autumn of 1901 I was in Chicago, studying and doing 
some special chemistry work, but as it was not connected with 
or done at a university, no additional " letters " were added 
to my name, fore or aft. Since the winter of 1901 I have been 
in Kansas City, at my old home, excepting for a week or two 
at a time when a business or hunting trip may have called me 
away, and nothing very startling or of especial interest to 
others has occurred to me. I have been with the Faultless 
Starch Cornpany since I left Princeton, and now I am one of 
the directors of the concern, and hold a position as secretary 
of the company. My other interests are of no importance. 

The only matrimonial news about me is that there is none. 

Any mail sent care Faultless Starch Co., Kansas City, Mo., 
will reach me. 

Yours sincerely, 

Gordon T. Beaham. 

<:> ^:> 

MEAD VAN ZILE BELDEN 

April 9, 1904. 
Dear Janus : Upon leaving the burg, after graduation, a 
faithful band from the big class, consisting of Smith, H. A., 
Kerr, Bamman, and myself, started out to carry the Word into 
Israel, and invaded the halls of Columbia, incidentally hoping 
to get some slight knowledge of the law ; and there we have 
been ever since. To those who have enjoyed the real thing 
the college life there offers no temptations, and we were obliged 
perforce to take refuge in work, consequently we have more or 
less well-grounded hopes of receiving LL. B.s in June, when 
our three years' course will come to an end. During the last 
two years Smitty and I have been on the Board of Editors of 
the Columbia Law Review. Kerr, Smith, and I also became 
members of the Hamilton Club of the Law School, and of the 



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legal fraternity of ^ A <i>. We also, of course, joined the 
Princeton Club of New York City. 

After my first year in the law school I have been mostly 
occupied in running around the country, seeing numerous 
members of the class enter the bonds of matrimony. In June, 
1902, I went to Chicago, together with half a dozen other heel- 
ers, to help Aitken do the deed. Then, after traveling around 
in Colorado and the West for a while, I landed in New York in 
time to be one of the assisting dignitaries at Alex. Smith's 
wedding. Later, in the early fall, my duties again called me 
and I wended my way to Massachusetts to give my moral 
support to Schuyler Smith, who was in a similar predicament. 
Since then I have watched, unofficially and with mingled feel- 
ings, many other members of the class leave the state of single 
blessedness. And I expect to take it out in watching for some 
time to come. 

Last summer I again reaped the fruits of being still a 
student instead of a business man, and enjoyed a long loaf in 
the Adirondacks. And when this college year is finished I 
intend to take another, it being the last chance I am liable to 
have for some time to come, for in the fall I will join the rest 
of you in the strenuous life. 

January last I managed to pass the bar exams, and was ad- 
mitted to the New York Bar, and after September next will be 
with Lewis & Crowley, Lawyers, White Memorial Building, 
Syracuse, N. Y. : my home address being 618 West Genesee 
Street. 

Wishing you and every other member of the class all success 
and good luck, I am most sincerely 

Yours in 1901, 

Mead V. Z. Belden. 

VALENTINE HUMMEL BERGHAUS 

Harrisburg, Pa., June 27, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Feeling that I have been sufficiently urged 
upon the receipt of the Fourth Alarm, here is a story of re- 
markable achievement. 

Two weeks after graduation I accepted a job as cub reporter 
on the Harrisburg Star-Lndependent at $6 per week. My first 
week's pay was only $5, because the Fourth of July happened 
that week, and we didn't work that day. 

Gradually, as genius was recognized and merit ackfiowl- 
edged, my salary went up, and I finally reached the exalted 
though somewhat incongruously combined position of sporting 



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Letters from the Class 



and religious editor, and afterwards successively held all the 
positions below city editor. 

I stuck to the Star-Independent till last November, and dur- 
ing my whole career there only got the paper into three libel 
suits, and only once through the instrumentality of my vitu- 
perative pen was the managing editor horse-whipped. 

Last November I left my first love to take the position of 
city editor of The Patriot, also of Harrisburg. This paper is 



^^ >v • : Nappyjfays at 

Bemsonhurst. 







ONE OF whiting's REUNION POSTERS 

owned by the mayor of the city, Hon. Vance C. McCormick, 
the famous Yale quarterback and captain. I got called down 
for putting too big a head on the result of last fall's Yale- 
Princeton football game, but otherwise thus far I have man- 
aged to make good enough to hold down the job, and even 
then without slighting Princeton in the news columns. My 
hours are from 2 p. m. till 4, except Saturdays. 

One of the pleasant features of a rather dull existence 
was the chance meeting of Bill Brady in the Pennsylvania 
Railroad station one night two summers ago. He was going 
to Canada or somewhere to regain his strength lost through 



Letters from the Class 21 

tedious summer labors, though he looked the picture of health. 
Poor old " Dog " Harris spent a day in Harrisburg just a 
week or two before he died. He was agent for a china firm 
and expected to leave for Europe to study a new method of 
china glazing when he got back to New York. 

My residence now is iioo North Front Street, and will 
remain so indefinitely. I have no matrimonial facts to record, 
either past or prospective. In politics I have had but a brief 
and inglorious career. Ran on a reform ticket as a delegate 
to a Democratic convention and was defeated by two votes. 
The reform movement got a worse knockout in the convention. 
Among the honors that have been conferred upon me was an 
election to the Hope Steam Fire Engine Co. No. 2, of which 
I am now on the delinquent list for not attending fires, though 
I figured in many an heroic battle with the destroying element 
a year or two ago, when I was a more active member. 

I want to thank Anthony Hope and the whole committee 
for the best Triennial that ever happened. With greeting to 
all the fellows, 

Affectionately your classmate, 

V. H. Berghaus, Jr. 
^^ -<;> 

RICHARD LAWRENCE BENSON 

25 Broad Street, New York, April 12, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Since leaving college I have been with the 
firm of Chas. D. Barney & Co., Bankers, first in their Phila- 
delphia office, and since March, 1902, in their New York 
office. 

I am not married, and don't see any chance of it coming up 
in the near future. I haven't done any post-graduate work, 
or written anything, or been in politics; in fact, about all I 
have done is to put on weight. In time I hope to equal my 
old freshman year form. I am sorry I haven't anything inter- 
esting to tell you about myself, but I haven't. 
With kind regards, I am. 

Yours sincerely, * 

R. Lawrence Benson. 

ERIC LEONARD BERGLAND 

My appeals have been as futile as those of Joseph Pulitzer 
to the Sphinx of Esopus. Even the pleadings of Meinken 
failed to draw the " Terrible Swede " from behind the shroud 
of silence. He is working for the General Electric Co. in their 
Schenectady shops. When last heard from his residence was 



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613 Union Street, Schenectady, N. Y. His permanent address 
is 1 1 16 North Charles Street, Baltimore, Md. He tarried at 
Princeton with " Oom " for two years in the Electrical School, 
and got his E. E. in 1903. He was at the New York reunion 
last January. 

JOHN ALBERT BERNHARD 

Rahway, N. J., May 16, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Your " last call for the dining car " postal is 
irresistible. I have almost as great a hankering for rushing 
into print as " Senator " Fort — though I must admit I was a 
little slow in getting " in " this time. My pity for you almost 
persuades me to be brief — especially when I think of what a 
line of *' hot air " you will have to cool off — ^but like Fort the 
passion is too intoxicating. Boyd Cornell will recognize that 
word — with only half a look. Eddie Casebolt just butted in 
and said that he had applied for the job of " Chief Suppresser '' 
because he had a kindly consideration for your morals — and 
he knew the effect " Lifty '' Lawton's letter would have upon 
you — not to speak of what Kinne might write. If Arthur 
Adams does not apply, I guess Eddie is the next best qualified 
man. There is only one thing in the world that could make 
either of them flinch, and that is ** Poler " Eastman's contri- 
bution — especially if it is anything like the racy stories he 
writes to me. But there was another good reason why I was 
reluctant to " shown down " my past history, viz. : the incli- 
nation of you divines to put some latter day interpretation on 
every scrap of material that is susceptible of interpretation. 
I do not stand for that. This is the only original version — 
all others are spurious. I got that expression from " Charley '' 
Meinken when he came in the other day to sell me some 
carbon paper. Since you and " Scrappy " Yates have taken 
the cloth I have grown a bit skeptical of " dominies." I hope 
it is not necessary for me to explain that I am dodging 
around this way, waiting for inspiration to strike me. " But 
going back to where we left off at our last lecture. Gentle- 
men " (with apologies to McCay), with some two hundred 
and twenty other youths — the promise of the land — I quit 
Princeton a couple of days after Dr. Patton had pronounced 
us the finest " bunch " of grads that century. You notice 
I say quit — because I am honest — I had a lot of unpaid 
bills in my clothes and my creditors were hot on my trail — 
what other word could I honorably use? I was only saved 
by Schuyler Park appearing on the scene. It was strange how 
they all wanted to see Schuyler. That summer I thought I 



Letters from the Class 23 

would put into practice some of the knowledge the Van Dyke- 
Coventry '^'' combination had said would be of great use to us 
in our future lives. I gave the article they dispensed a very 
thorough test on the Asbury Park Press — and have been wor- 
ried a lot ever since, because I have never been able to decide 
whether the editor of that paper was really an authority on 
English or not. All that I know is that what I wrote in true 
Addisonian style the night before was unrecognizable in print 
the next morning. 

Three months was the natural life of the paper, and that fall 
I began the study of law in the office of Frank Bergen, Esq., 
of Elizabeth, N. J., — a gentleman and a scholar. After a year 
of hard work and small pay I had put myself in a position to 
try the examinations for admission to the bar. I took a chance 
and fortune smiled upon me. Mr. Bergen said it was due to 
the environment, and Hope and Lyons wanted to know how 
much it had cost me. Thus Ccesar got his reward again. I 
struggled on, however, until the spring of 1903, when another 
gust of the wind of fortune struck me, and this time I landed 
in Scotland. Tarrying in the Highlands, and journeying 
through England, I got a glimpse of a part of the world I 
had hardly dared to think I would ever see. I returned to 
New York the day after the great Yale game last June, and 
the news which greeted me was a most royal welcome. A great 
change had taken place during my absence which showed me 
of what little importance I was considered. A big corporation, 
controlling practically all of the street railway, gas, and electric 
light companies in North Jersey, had been formed, with 
McCarter '88 as president, and my preceptor as general 
counsel. I found, however, that while I had been overlooked, 
I had not been entirely forgotten, and I was engaged to keep 
clamoring litigants from mulcting the treasury of the outfit, 
and I have not yet been " fired." My literary attainments have 
been choice — this is one of them — judge for yourself. I 
might say that out of consideration to " Tom " Thompson, 
Swofiford, Whitman, etc., I have not written any books, and 
out of consideration for Hawkins, Brewer, Babson, and the 
lesser Hghts, I have not accepted any political office. I should 
say, though, that while in Scotland I saw King Eddie (through 
a telescope) at the time of his royal tour, and he offered me 
his crown, but I thought of McLean's ambition and declined. 
Caesar and I are the only really great decliners of crowns on 
record. You are gettmg devilish personal with the other ques- 
tions, but as we are both still unmated I suppose you might as 
well know the worst. Neither wife nor child have I, and none 

* Covington ? — Ed. 



24 Letters from the Class 

in sight. I aspired to one, once upon a time, however, and 
then possibly to the other, but I evidently lacked Schuyler 
Smith's winning ways, and now I am paying the penalty. 

Now you have it — deal kindly with it. Three years may 
have widened the gap between our fellowship, but through 
Princeton it can always be bridged. A common hearthstone 
around which we all may gather, and all will gather this June. 
I hope, even those to whom " the elms have nodded good-by." 

To every fellow the same — the best in the land. 

Yours in the spirit that never dies, 

" Sara " Bernhard. 

CHARLES DE FORD BESORE 

Besides the formal requests for a letter, he was one of the 
seventy-five to whom I took the trouble to write a personal 
note — ^but it was all in vain. He is studying medicine in the 
University of Pennsylvania, where his address is " University 
Dormitories." His home at last reports (October, 1903) was 
Waynesboro, Franklin Co., Pa. 

<:> <::> 
PAUL ANDREWS BISSELL 

Boston, June 14, 1904. 

Dear 1901 : Space in the book will be worthy of something 
more interesting than a letter of mine, so this will be but a 
sketch of my life since I last passed down through Blair Arch. 

It was in March, 1899, after getting off all my conditions 
that I left Princeton, intending to return upon recovery from 
trouble with my eyes. A month later I got a position in the 
engineering department of the Boston Elevated Railway on the 
laying out of the Charlestown Terminal. From there in Sep- 
tember, 1899, to Hartford, Conn., to become inspector, and 
later assistant superintendent of the Hartford Electric Light 
Company, having charge of inside work. 

December, 1900, I began a six months' vacation in St. 
Thomas, Ontario. June and July, 1901, were spent with the 
Michigan Central Railroad (signal department), and August 
of that year I returned to Boston to take my present position 
as inspector and surveyor for John C. Paige & Company (In- 
surance), No. 20 Kilby Street, Boston. 

Am not married, and have no prospects in that line. Would 
like to find out where so many of the class got the coin on 
which to take the fatal step. I have only seen a few of the 
class : Crane, Porter, Bates, Hugh Miller, and Schaff. I see 
the Weekly and get the general news that way. 



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Even in this benighted Harvard Country 1901 is leading, 
Crane having nm this year a series of successful Dutch Suppers 
at the University Club that have put new life into the local 
Alumni Organization. 

My only regret in thinking of Princeton is that I could not 
get clear of conditions (three entrance and two more at each 
term end) and keep out of the draughting room and laboratory 
long enough to enjoy more of that good fellowship which is 
one of Princeton's greatest blessings. 

Having left during Sophomore year, I dare say few of the 
class will remember ever having heard of me, though I knew 
all, more or less. 

Wishing you all success, I am ever for 1901 and Princeton. 

Loyally yours, 

Paul H. Bissell. 

witherbee black 

New York, June i, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: Since leaving college in June, 1901, 
I have led the life of a busy man in more ways than one, for 
now I possess both the cares of a business man and a father. 

In the summer after we all left Princeton for good, I passed 
most of the time visiting friends in Connecticut, Vermont, and 
New York States until October, when I entered the jewelry 
business of Black, Starr & Frost, No. 438 Fifth Avenue, New 
York City. 

During the latter part of the summer, however, I became 
engaged to Miss Marion Clausen, the sister of my roommate 
" Eddie " Clausen, and on October the ninth, a year later, we 
were married in St. Peter's Church, Portchester, N. Y. On 
December I, 1903, a little girl arrived in our home, which we 
have decided to name Beatrice Black, and although there are 
no co-eds allowed in Princeton, I trust she will be seen there 
in future years, on all occasions when ball games, proms, etc., 
attract us back to the dear old place. 

I have not cut such a large swath in social life as yet, nor 
do I ever care to, and my membership to the Princeton and 
New York Athletic Clubs is the extent of my " club life " in 
the city. 

My permanent address where all letters, etc., may be sent, 
is No. 438 Fifth Avenue, New York City. I expect shortly to 
start building a home in Pelham Manor, New York, where 1 
spent part of last winter, and with the exception of a couple 
of winter months in the city and part of the summer, will live 
there the year around. 



26 Letters from the Class 

Trusting we may all meet many times in the future down 
at Princeton, I am, 

Your classmate, 

WiB. Black. 
-<:> ^:> 

ELI JUDSON BLAKE 

57 North 7th Street, Newark, N. J., June 5, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Still making the long pilgrimage to wealth 
afoot. I have enlisted thus far in three great corporations. If 
I hear of a liberal one, that will make a fourth. 

June 15, 1901, I tucked my diploma under my arm and went 
to East Pittsburg to hire out with the Westinghouse E. & M. 
Co. There I was an apprentice for six months, living by the 
sweat of my brow, pushing a file, and striving conscientiously 
to be worth $2.70 a week to my employers. About December 
1st I moved to Schenectady to be a " tester." East Pittsburg 
is altogether the vilest suburb of a town itself not too im- 
maculate. 

A tester is another kind of " student." Neither sort is to 
be confused with any erudite and leisurely class you may have 
known of. Your tester gets his bread and butter in much the 
same way as the Italian element of our population, and with 
it some experience and not at all an uninteresting sort of time. 
For them that likes it (and I am one), there is first-rate enter- 
tainment in machinery and circuits and short circuits. Testers 
work days and nights and the rest of the time. They come 
from every institution in the world, I think, except Princeton. 
In the two years I was there I saw perhaps half a dozen 
Princeton men, if you except a Princeton dinner at Albany. 
In other respects it is not as bad a place as some folks have 
represented it. I neglected to say that Schenectady is, gener- 
ally speaking, the General Electric Co. 

In November of last year I returned to Newark, and, fol- 
lowing the example of other good members of the first in the 
century, patched up an alliance with the N. Y. C. & H. R. R. R. 
Co. in New York, more specifically with the electrical depart- 
ment. 

So much for " residences and occupations." I am not 
married, nor about to be married. I have taken no degrees, 
have been in print only to the extent of getting my name in 
the Alumni Weekly once or twice ; have joined no organizations, 
except the Princeton Club in Newark, and the Institute of 
Electrical Engineers, and occupied no positions of trust or 
any very considerable profit. Yours, 

Blake. 



Letters from the Class 27 



ARCHIBALD STEWART TAYLOR BLAUVELT 

Roselle, N. J., May 6, 1904. 
My Dear Frank Janeway : My permanent address is 117 
West Fifth Avenue, Roselle, N. J. 

I am a member of the leisure class of society — my occupation 
the same as per Nassau Herald 1901 ex-members. 

All pamphlets, books, etc., by me written for publication 
are nil. 

Ever loyal to '01, 

Very sincerely. 

Arch. S. T. Blauvelt. 

HARRY LAITY BOWLBY 

1509 I2th Street, Altoona, Pa., August 20, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : Tempiis fugit! I can hear others of the 
class saying that, even if the Triennial Reunion of glorious 
old '01 is but two months agone in history. But let not Latin 
trouble you. Begone, thou mischievous reminiscence! Just 
unfold the wings of your imagination and in that supremely 
restful condition, even as the eagle soaring motionless above 
as he bathes his eye in the summer sun, believe yourself in 
a city, the abiding place of the largest railroad shops in the 
world; just a little city of some fifty-odd thousand, about the 
size of a man's hand on the great map of the Keystone State, 
high and breezy with the picturesque Brush Mountains skirt- 
ing the Southern horizon and the graceful Alleghanies rising 
step-like fashion on the North, Pittsburg three hours to the 
West, and the City of Brotherly Love twice three hours to the 
East, and you are in Altoona. Here have I entered upon my 
new duties as assistant pastor of the First Presbyterian Church. 

On June 18, that day when there was " a mighty battle be- 
tween the children of Nassau and the children of Eli " (in 
McClellan's City), "and the children of Nassau did prevail, 
and the score was ten to four," I closed up a seven years' 
career at Old Princeton, and acting upon Greeley's advice 
went " West," but with memories afloat of the place we all 
love and visions dancing of days to come, I dropped off at 
this point on the Pennsy road to look back on the little univer- 
sity village then beginning its Rip Van Winkle's summer sleep. 

But I would briefly review those three good years which 
succeeded that happy university generation. In the fall of 
1 90 1 I entered the best seminary in the United States. There 
I mixed up with a body of men whose organization bears the 



28 Letters from the Class 

name of that troublesome religious sect in the Philippines, an 
organization, however, not of their temper and spirit, one in 
which I enjoyed the most happy relations and found a con- 
geniality suggestive of monastic influence. With the larger 
body of students as represented by the different classes I 
became comfortably acquainted, and spite of the fact that I 
had to try for a fall in a wrestling match with our friend, the 
Jew (Hebrew), I survived the first year, having also spent 
two hours per week with Doctor Ormond in Philosophy. The 
latter course, continued the following year, gave me title to 
a Master of Arts' degree, and on the Commencement day of 
1903 President Wilson, rounding out his first year as " Ruler 
of the Mighty House of Nassau," decided to celebrate the 
event by presenting me with a piece of parchment on which 
was written something in a dead language, a couple of signa- 
tures in English, and a familiar seal attached to designate that 
it was an indenture worthy of acceptance, which might be laid 
away to be resurrected at the time of writing this letter for 
the Triennial Record. On the tenth day of last May I 
landed a diploma from the seminary, and as the signature of 
" '01 's President, Francis L. Patton," was affixed, I knew it 
was O. K. And if Karl von Krug keeps in the good graces 
of Prexy Patton, he, too, will get a " dip " in ye coming May. 

But how came I to Altoona? Let me tell you. An old 
seminary friend, now pastor of the Broad Avenue Presby- 
terian Church of this city, having learned that a former Asso- 
ciated Press correspondent — not E. B. W., correspondent for 
''the World, the Flesh, and the Devil," the World, the Times, 
and the Herald — had cut loose from that profession to enter 
active work in the ministry, made known the same to the 
inquiring pastor of the First Presbyterian Church, who was 
kind enough to ask me out to look the field over. On March 
26 I came, and occupied the pulpit the following day. The 
Monday succeeding I passed through the Pennsy car shops, 
and while sight-seeing happened upon " Heathen " Imbrie, 
and I began to think the field a good place for work. On 
Thursday evening, when I was about to leave the city for 
the Old Sem, I was informed by the session of the church that 
I had been elected assistant pastor. After a two weeks' delib- 
eration I decided to accept the call. I knew " heathen " were 
here. 

Eight days after my arrival. Dr. J. W. Bain, pastor of the 
church, placed me in charge, and left on his summer vacation. 
The church was the first one of some forty-odd to be organized 
here, and now has the most costly edifice in the city. Its mem- 
bership is about six hundred. As for your humble servant, he 



Letters from the Class 29 

is still " hoeing the single row," but has married three times 
— officiated at three weddings since July 15, the third ceremony 
having been performed to-day. ('01 men come on, and we'll 
tie you up.) 

I am thoroughly enjoying the work, and know of no place 
to which I could have gone and found it more pleasant and 
satisfactory. Altoona is on the main line of the Pennsy road, 
and any '01 man who can make it convenient to drop off and 
see me, will be cordially welcomed. 

Awaiting with large interest the arrival of the Triennial 
Record, which will advise us of each other's whereabouts, 
triumphs, matrimonial and otherwise — 'urry up, delinquents — 
and wishing you all God-speed, 

Faithfully yours, 

H. L. BOWLBY. 

<:> <^ 

INGRAM FLETCHER BOYD 

" Ick " is still treasurer of T. B. Boyd & Co., Men's Fur- 
nishings, 514 Olive Street, St. Louis, Mo. He entered into 
the realm of connubial bliss October 2^, 1903, and, I believe, 
lives at Kirkwood, Mo. No repHes from him for a year. 

^> <:> 
GEORGE HAMILTON BOYNTON 

Atlanta, Ga., June 25, 1904. 

My Dear Frank and Classmates : After resting up for a 
few weeks from the surgeon's knife, during which time I 
became engaged, off on the road I started drumming for an 
Atlanta firm — dolls, toys, all kinds of firecrackers, and other 
such works, were my stock, and trade a big question. 

After Christmas, when such articles are used in Georgia, 
my new line would have been books, but having become ac- 
quainted again with my countrymen, and wanting to marry 
as soon as possible, I went into partnership with an uncle, 
Boynton & Boynton, jobbers of groceries, etc. ; a few months 
later we became incorporated, Boynton Grocery Co., of which 
I elected myself chief trucker, head porter, secretary, and 
treasurer. 

On the 14th of January, 1903, in a beautiful country home 
of Grovetown, Ga., I married Miss Ethel B. Heggie. After 
a trip down the east coast of Florida and on to Nassau, the 
capital of a most, most gorgeous isle, as a suggestion for others, 
who must keep up our record, we came to Atlanta, and began 
housekeeping. A few months later built a home, which I 



30 Letters from the Class 

hope many of you will see, as our city is the cross-road of 
our entire section. 

While in Florida we met Cal. Fentress, with his bride of the 
same hour and day. I would like to hear from any of you 
who could tell me why his trip was so scheduled. Chicago, 
left same afternoon; Atlanta, reached and left next day by 
I A. M. — no hotels good enough ; St. Augustine, arrived 8^ 
p. M. ; on again, no rest for the weary, at lo p. m., for a mid- 
night drive of ten miles to some small town away off from 
somewhere. If you can't cure my curiosity, please beware and 
do not do likewise. 

A great many of you saw my carriage was laden at the head 
of our great " peerade " ; Miss Martha Allen Boynton, on the 
2 1st of April, 1904, began to whoop it up for Princeton — may 
her sons continue to keep up the good work. 

Well, I am mighty glad so many were back to make our 
Reunion such a great success, and hope the others will join 
in, too, next time ; it was so good to see you once more. 

All is well in Georgia, peaches leaving in carloads — may 
they get to you in good shape. 

With best of greetings to all, 

I am, yours, 

George H. Boynton. 

EDMUND BRADY 

1113 K Street, N. W., Washington, D. C, May 25, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Your Third Alarm had the desired effect, and 
here I am, Waterman in hand, but with very little to tell. 

In the fall of 1901 I entered the law offices of Hamilton & 
Colbert, at 412 Fifth Street, N. W., and also enrolled in the 
Law School of Georgetown University. I have already passed 
my final examinations, and am only waiting for the closing 
fireworks, which are due to come off June 6 next, when, if 
God spares me, I will drag down the degree of Bachelor of 
Laws, and then it/ will be good-by to the classroom forever 
more. Insomuch as I was admitted to the bar last December 
my *' stoo-dent " days are over. I shall, however, continue to 
permit Hamilton & Colbert to make inroads on my rich store 
of legal knowledge. As you probably know the law is both 
a stingy and a jealous mistress, and there being no heiresses 
lying around loose it naturally follows that I am unmarried, 
and still more naturally that I have no children. 

The more lurid details of my career I shall pour forth to the 
bunch when we assemble beneath the Anheuser-Busch. 

Faithfully yours, 

Edmund Brady. 



Letters from the Class 31 



JOHN BREWER 

My Dear Classmates : After receiving about seventeen let- 
ters, notices, postals, a telegram ($0.40 collect), and various 
other forms for bringing to the mind of the careworn and 
overworked members of the Class of Nineteen Hundred and 
One of Princeton University, a sense of their duty in con- 
tributing to the annals of the Triennial Record, I have at 
last concluded that no record will be complete without a short 
discourse from me, hence, calling my stenographer into my 
private office, and ensconcing my bulky form in one of the 
many luxurious leather chairs therein, I am about to inflict 
you with a few moments' conversation. 

And before I go any further I want to call your attention to 
the fact that I am, to the best of my ability following the 
instructions of Frank Janeway as to using pithy, pungent, and 
pertinent phrases, as an example of which I call your attention 
to the opening paragraph of this short story of my life. 

Now, while I remember it, I just want to say a few words 
to those men in the class who, having seen their duty, per- 
formed it without a murmur and without flinching — those 
men, who, when the last partings had been said; when Old 
Nassau had floated over the campus for the last time, and 
when a locomotive had awakened the deathlike quietness of 
our sad farewells, though but a small band, sixty-seven strong, 
lacking in numbers indeed, but with shoulder to shoulder, and 
hand in hand, and with grim determination written in unmis- 
takable evidence upon their pale faces, marched down the road 
of life, ready for an '* engagement " and willing to do or be 
done. 

Well, as it happened, they '' did " (let us hope that none were 
**done"), and last June we had the pleasure of beholding 
the " Married Brigade," pushing a good thing ahng; sad to 
relate, I am not yet in the " push," but still 'ave 'opes. 

My own achievements during the last three years furnish 
nothing worthy of record (my innate modesty forces me to 
make this statement). 

For the benefit of the Class Secretary, I forward the fol- 
lowing record : 

Permanent Address : Washington Street, Rockville, Md. 

Remarks : A local option town in a local option county. All 
" booze " barred. 

Business Address : No. 501 F Street, Washington, D. C. 
Care of James L. Norris, Patent Solicitor. 

Remarks : I will give personal attention to any business of 
this nature that the class may submit. 



32 Letters from the Class 

All my work has been post-graduate — college life was a 
cinch — all play and no work for Jack. I have been promi- 
nently spoken of as a candidate for the presidency of the 
National Lads of Labor. 

I am a silent and assiduous worker for the cause of Democ- 
racy; this is the year we win — let Water Fort and Sherlock 
Hawkins lend an attentive ear. 

I am still socially and religiously inclined (I am ashamed 
to name the particular organizations with which I have af- 
filiated). 

With the exception of a trip down the " Potomac," my 
travels have been confined to Maryland, Virginia, and the 
United States. 

With my sincerest wishes for the health, happiness, and 
prosperity of each and every member of the Qass of 1901, 
I remain, 

Always sincerely, 

John Brewer. 
^> <^ 

HAROLD HYDE BRALY 

Los Angeles, Cal., June 18, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : I am afraid this will be too late to be of 
any use to you in your compilations of literary masterpieces, 
but it can, at least, serve as an apology for my seeming neglect 
of a duty that should be a pleasure and privilege to every 
member of the class. 

When I left Princeton, at the end of our Sophomore year, 
I did not think that it was '' farewell " to Old Nassau, but 
Fate dealt me a new hand, and when the game broke up at the 
end of three years, I held a diploma from the Civil Engineering 
Department of the University of California. But to tell the 
truth, during those three years, I missed the freedom and 
good-fellowship of undergraduate life, which makes Princeton 
so dear to her sons. 

After graduation, at U. C, I spent half a year in Southern 
California, building a power plant; then I went to Arizona, 
and spent a year there as engineer of a gold-mining company. 
I married Miss Henrietta Jauss, of Los Angeles, just before 
going to Arizona ; and, after passing a summer out there, with 
the thermometer standing around a hundred and fifteen most of 
the time, I decided to eliminate the " fireworks " as much as 
possible from this life, and brought my wife to Los Angeles. 
Since that time I have been doing considerable " bumming " 
around the country. 

I am now settled in Los Angeles, with offices at 400-401 



Letters from the Class 23 

Braly Building, as a mining engineer, and also a member of 
the firm of " Cornish-Braly Company," Insurance, Brokerage, 
and Investments. 

As far as I can ascertain, that is all the trouble T have been 
able to stir up, up to date. 

I am going to make a very large effort to be with you at 
the next reunion. 

Keep me in line for all class records, for I like to know what 
the boys are doing; I never get to see any of them away out 
here, and it is pretty hard to keep up with them. 

Well, good luck to you all, and success with the Record. 
Yours as ever, 

Harold H. Braly. 

P. S. — My permanent address is No. 400 Braly Building, 
Los Angeles, Cal. 

<:^ <:> 

LINN ROBERTS BROKAW 

My Dear Classmates : Frank's " Fourth Alarm " resembled 
an advertisement for a " Fire Sale " so much that I gravely 
suspect he has launched forth in the second-hand clothing busi- 
ness. I guess his long residence at Princeton has familiarized 
him with the profits in Sport Moore's noble avocation. Could 
there be a silent partnership? 

The " Alarm " came on a day which I predict will be a big 
Princeton day here, as this is the date set for the Intercollegiate 
Olympic games, and I am sure the Princeton team will carry 
back the trophy. (If it does not, I will revise this letter.) 
But coming on such a day, when one feels reminiscent, I 
started in to answer the " Alarm " immediately upon its receipt. 

During the fall after our commencement, I entered the Law 
Department of the Washington University, and managed to 
scrape along for two years and tO' temporarily acquire jUvSt 
about enough legal lore to pass my school and bar examinations 
in June, 1903. I assure you that a previous training at 
" Scud's " was of no assistance whatsoever. 

A month after graduation from the law school I became 
associated with the law firm of Jones, Jones & Hocker, whose 
offices are situated in the Laclede Building, St. Louis, Mo., 
and have remained with them ever since. It was here that I 
had the pleasure of seeing Anthony Hope when he came 
blowing into town, heralding himself as One of Greater New 
York's Greatest Lawyers. 

Jack McWilliams, who told me that he was in the banking 
business, the legitimate kind, also dropped in with the hope 
of consummating some big financial deal. A hasty inspection 



34 Letters from the Class 

of the premises, however, convinced him that his financial in- 
stincts had gone astray, and he quickly shouted, " Where's 
the nearest ? " 

*' Mo " Forney, Allan Granger, and Pete Morrow have also 
drifted into this far-away burg, and succeeded in reminding 
me of the fact that I once was at Princeton. 

In my estimation my greatest achievement since leaving 
college was my success in getting Lifty Lawton married and 
consequently shelved. He will not have time now to bother 
us with his constant touches and appeals for subscriptions. I 
must warn you, however, if you do come to this town do not 
mention to him any property you may possess, because, if he 
learns that you have any such he will have it insured against 
your wall in five minutes at five times the regular rate. But 
if you are caught by him, just plank down a good-sized re- 
taining fee, and I will apply to a court of equity and have 
the contract rescinded on account of fraud, duress, and undue 
influence. 

After the games there is to be a Princeton celebration at 
the Harvard- Yale-Princeton Club on the World's Fair 
grounds ; but, win or lose, there will be at least two of the old 
class present, Lifty and myself, to " whoop her up " for 
naughty-one. 

Sincerely your old friend, 

Linn R. Brokaw. 

P. S. — Decided not to revise, even if we did not win the 
meet, as we carried off honors in first points and in notable 
performances of the day. 

L. R. B. 
^^ <::> 

PAUL BROKAW 

West Penn Hospital, June 25, 1904. 
My Dear Frank: As you see by the heading I am in the 
West Penn Hospital, laid up with typhoid fever. If I had been 
able to come to the reunion of the Great and Glorious Class of 
1901 and partake of its refreshments, I never would have had 
typhoid; there could not have been a chance for the typhoid 
bug at all. But out here in Pittsburg it is different. Might 
just as well drink their water and run chances with typhoid 
as the stuff they hand you for lager. Say, Frank, did you ever 
stop to think how much chopped ice it takes to make a square 
meal? I have been chewnng at it for ten days, and I am not 
filled up yet. I could even go up against that banquet Ren- 
wick served us at $1.50 per the night our class broke up three 
years ago and think it a glorious feed. 



Letters from the Class ^5 

I am working as a " hunky " at the Westinghouse Electric 
and Mfg. Co., after taking a two years' post-graduate course 
in E. E. at Princeton. After completing several thousand 
hours at sixteen cents per hour, I hope soon to be raised to 
eighteen cents per. 

I am not married, will vote for Teddy, as there is no one 
else, and have not traveled any. 

Will take this sad lesson to heart, and will make the 1906 
reunion sure. 

Yours, one of the foolish virgins, 

" OOM." 

^ ^^ 
WILLIAM ALLAN BROWN 

Hambleton, W. Va., June 7, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : I was in the Class of 1901 for such a 
short time, only one year, and have seen such a little of any 
of the fellows since I left there, that I suppose hardly anyone 
in the class knows who I am. 

After spending only one year in Princeton, I, very much to 
my regret, left there to take up the study of medicine at the 
University of Pennsylvania, where, after four years of very 
hard work, I graduated with the degree of M. D. in the Class 
of 1902. Since then I have been practicing " medercine " at 
Hambleton, a small lumber town in West Virginia. The 
country is very rough here ; but there is very good medical 
experience in it and good pay. I will likely be here for several 
years yet, when I expect to locate in a larger town. 

I am not married yet, nor do I think I shall be while I stay 
down in this region. 

I have not taken enough interest in politics to have my 
name posted in the newspaper yet, so I don't suppose I amount 
to much in that line. 

I have joined no social organization except the I. O. O. F. 

I am very sorry that I will not be able to be at the Triennial 
Reunion ; but for all the rest that are going, let me say, 

Yours for a good time, 

XVm. Allan Brown. 

^> "^> 

PAUL TULANE BRUYERE 

New York City, April 23, 1904. 
Dear Classmates : The great Triennial Job, the simple 
story of my life in words of one syllable, seems to be at hand, 
and though my spasm will not be as interesting and eventful 



^6 Letters from the Class 

as those of some of our foreign, widely traveled talent, never- 
theless I will hop on and say the necessary few words. 

I am mixed up in the sky-scraping business with the Thomp- 
son-Starrctt Company, '' Building Construction," of 51 Wall 
Street, New York City, and it's the greatest thing for a little 
excitement that ever came along. But for a simple story we 
must begin at the beginning. 

After leaving Princeton in June, 1901, and seeing the Yale 
game in New York on Saturday, June 15, I began operations 
in the Engineering Department of the Central R. R. of N. J., 
in Jersey City, and hustled a tape line and a rod up and down 
the track for a few weeks — just the same as the gay young 
C. E.'s used to do around the Campus in Junior year. I didn't 
get a chance to kick the transit over, though, until a month or 
so later, when I was shifted to a permanent job — the elevation 
of the Central tracks through Newark, N. J. So I promptly 
moved over to Newark, and stayed with the job until May 
I, 1902. 

This date being the time for strikes I made a futile demand 
for a position instead of a job, which resulted in my leaving 
the Railroad and going into the " Building Business," as time- 
keeper and material man on the yEolian Building at Thirty- 
fourth street and Fifth x^venue. New York City. 

From there I went to the Kuhn-Loeb Building, a 22-story 
scraper, July i, and learned that I didn't know anything. 
Stayed there a year, until June i, 1903, took in the com- 
mencement stunts for a week and went to Philadelphia, Pa., 
as Assistant Superintendent on the new Bailey, Banks & 
Biddle Building at 1220 Chestnut Street. Finished that job 
March i, 1904, and came back to little old New York on the 
Atlantic Mutual Extension at Exchange Place and William 
Street, where I am now camped out, writing this history, at 
11.30 P.M., Saturday night, April 23, 1904. 

From here I may go out in the gutter and may be up on the 
roof, depending on the attitude of Building Trades Labor 
Unions of the city of New York on the coming May Day. 

So much for business. Politically and socially I am, as 
usual, a mild partaker. The Princeton Club of New York is 
the only one which gets my dues with more or less regularity 
— and here and there a hasty dip into the delights of a social 
function or a fussing bee, keeps me from going altogether to 
the bad. I have not married anybody, nor even helped to 
marry any of our star performers as yet, but I have seen one 
or two of 1 901 dragged away to the land of eternal bliss when 
they didn't know anybody was looking. They always seem 
happy, though, and I have not decided whether it's the real 
thing or not. 



Letters from the Class 37 

As Johnny Fraser remarked, '' Well, Pete, there's only a 
few of us left." Isn't that the barefaced truth, though ! But 
the New York bunch doesn't seem to be very strong on getting 
married, somehow. It's always an ** out-of-town " man sending 
assessments, and seldom the hard-working, money-getting 
Wall-Streeters. Either the New York girls are bashful about 
** helping it along," or the thing is too expensive in this big 
town. 

Things new and strange, about our classmates. I don't 
know any — any personalities, I mean — it's best not to know 
too much, anyway — but I have noticed a general air of " get- 
there-ness " about the '01 contingent that is encouraging. By 
that I mean that the fellows I run into all seem to be getting 
along in the world and showing the ear-marks of success, and 
of course we're proud of them — and then, besides, look where 
we get on as an exponent of the Race Suicide Theory. Yes, 
we certainly are going to be famous — every one — and it's a 
locomotive for 1901. 

As to travels I haven't been over a hundred miles from New 
York since leaving Princeton, so I can't give information about 
the appearance of the surrounding country. It takes all a 
fellow's time to attend to his job in New York, if he wants to 
hold it, and mine is that kind of a job. I don't know of any 
other man in our class in *' Building Construction," but it 
certainly is exciting, and the *' out of doors " part of it might 
appeal to a great many " Insiders." I have been out on the 
buildings entirely, and have yet to learn what it means to be 
cooped up in an office all day. But, fellows, if any of you 
wander into any of my " jobs," I shall be happy to say " How- 
de," and to show you the ways and doings of a most interesting 
work. 

Yours for many Happy Reunions in the dear old Jersey town, 

Paul T. Bruyere. 

56 East Fifty-ninth Street, New York City. 

New York City, June 20, 1904. 
Dear Frank : I want you to stick an addendum on my 
letter in the big class book. I have decided to join the ranks 
of the " forever happys " in the big class, and am engaged to 
be married to Miss Muriel Atkins of Roselle, N. J. Just stick 
that out on the end somewhere, will you? — because I think 
it belongs. 

Be good, and take care of yourself. 

Paul T. Bruyere. 



38 Letters from the Class 



CHARLES LOZIER BURKE 

In September, 1903, Burke reported that he was living at 
387 East Fifteenth Street, Flatbush, Brooklyn, N. Y., which 
he gave as his permanent address ; also that he was a book- 
keeper in the International Bank, No. i Wall Street, New 
York. Marion Munro Turner became his wife on June 17, 
1903. None of my communications have been *' returned to 
sender." 

-^:> -<:> 

EUGENE PALMER BURR 

My Dear Frank : Your last appeal was too much, so here 
goes for a short account of my doings since graduation. I 
have been waiting for something interesting to turn up to write 
you about, but will have to give that up, I guess. 

After I graduated in June I loafed around all summer, and 
then spent the fall, winter, and spring in Florida, still loafing. 
Came back and started to learn the steel business in a large 
foundry here, and been at it ever since. Not married, nor even 
engaged, and so far as I know have no prospect of becoming so 
in the immediate future. I fully expected to be in Princeton 
this June, but the old saw of '' man proposes," etc., was beauti- 
fully illustrated in my case. I expect to get on in November 
sure, at which time I shall hope to see some of the fellows; 
for, with the one exception of a trip to Princeton in June two 
years ago, I have not seen a half-dozen of the men in our 
class for three years. 

So here's to next November, and hopes that we wax the Elis. 

Sincerely, 

Eugene P. Burr. 

ALVAH BUSHNELL, JR. 

Philadelphia, September 12, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : It has been a longer time since I left 
Princeton than some of my classmates really know. 

I had been in business with my father before entering 
Princeton, and there was need of me on the road again before 
my years of college life had seen their full fruition. 

However, as we maintained offices in both Philadelphia and 
New York, I had occasion to make frequent trips between the 
two cities, and was thus enabled to stop off for a day or so 
in Princeton, and keep fresh all of my acquaintances, until, 
at Commencement, there were some fellows who still thought 
I was a regular member of the class. 



Letters from the Class 39 

Some people can spend a good deal of time doing very little, 
however, and I think the handicap start which I had on the 
rest of you has been overcome, except, perhaps, by a few of 
the very laziest. 

But I suppose I have advanced some, for I have had a trusty 
commission given me once in a while, have had my salary raised 
at intervals, and have married. 

Part of my time has been spent in traveling for business, 
and the balance given to the superintendence of our factory. 
The former, up to the time of my marriage, since which time 
I have traveled less, was replete with pleasure, and mainly so 
on account of my relations as a son of Old Nassau. I traveled 
in the New England and Middle States and in Ohio and the 
South, principally among the legal profession and among 
banks and bankers, in which fields I found a good many of our 
own class already berthed, or I visited cities where one or more 
made their hom.es, and in this way I carried on a most agreeable 
traveling friendship. 

Besides these, men of '98, '99, and 1900, with whom I was 
acquainted, came in my path continually, and I also met men 
of the eighties and seventies, whose connection with Princeton 
was betrayed by a diploma or a team picture on their office 
walls. With many of them I have enjoyed good chats and 
been pleased both to learn and to impart much regarding the 
old and the new days at Princeton. 

I hope I may continue to meet Princeton men as long as I 
live. 

No honors of letters have come to me, nor any degrees, nor 
have I been in the public eye or mind, but my spare time has 
been given to perfecting the manufacture of the goods in 
which I am interested, and in this line I have been granted 
patents on three occasions. 

The prospects are that my occupation will remain as at 
present, varied between the life of a manufacturer at home and 
a traveling man on the road; thus I will always be glad to 
greet a classmate in Philadelphia, or to meet one on my 
journeys. 

Alvah Bushnell, Jr. 

ROBERT GORDON CAREW 

I feel reasonably sure that he is with the Mabley & Carew 
Co., of Cincinnati, Ohio, though I have not heard from him 
since February 19, 1904. He married Louise Martin (of Bal- 
timore, I think) on July 31, 1902. His residence at last reports 
was East Walnut Hills, Cincinnati, Ohio. 



40 Letters from the Class 



FRANCIS THOMAS CARSTENSEN 

Albany, N. Y., May 7, 1904. 

Dear Frank : In the three years since our graduation I 
have lived in as many places, and am now settled for an in- 
definite period in Albany, the Capitol City of the Empire State. 
On the day after Commencement I started in the service of the 
New York Central & Hudson River Railroad as a clerk in the 
comptroller's office, finding at neighboring desks several loyal 
Princetonians, and not a few members of our good old class. 
After two months in the comptroller's office I was transferred 
to the Claim Department, and sent to Albany as Assistant Claim 
Agent on the Mohawk Division of the New York CentraL 
Never was there such a scarcity of Princeton men in a locality 
as I found in Albany. I get hungry to hear some Princeton 
talk. I had been in Albany for a year and a half when it was 
decided to open an office of the Claim Department in Utica, 
and the task fell upon me, so in December, 1902, I moved to 
Utica. There were just two Princeton men in Utica, and I 
was one of them. For fifteen months I practiced my sinister 
craft in Utica and vicinity, and then once more was transferred 
to Albany, still as Assistant Claim Agent. 

Thus have the three years since June, 1901, passed, bringing 
forth no events of interest to the boys, and giving promise of 
none. Matrimony and politics have both given me the cold 
shoulder. 

I am living at No. i Chestnut Street, and that will continue 
to be my address. 

Very sincerely yours, 

Francis T. Carstensen. 

HOWARD CARTER 

July 13, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Nothing startling or even interesting has 
happened to me since I got out, but, such as it is, here goes. 

The summer after I graduated I took a good long loaf to 
make up for what I wouldn't get later on. In October, 1901, 
I entered that choice incubator of jurists, the New York Law 
School, with the great unwashed and a few representatives of 
the great class, but it helped some to see some of the fellows 
every day. There was a goodly number of them downtown, 
too, so things weren't so bad. About Christmas time I found 
that a little thing like the Law School was not going to keep 
me busy, so I entered the office of Merril & Rogers, at iii 



Letters from the Class 41 

Broadway. In June, 1903, I graduated from the Law School, 
and about the same time was admitted to the New York Bar. 
Since then I have stayed in the same office, but we have moved 
to 31 Nassau Street, which is my present business address. 
My permanent address is 33 West Eighty-second Street, New 
York. I am neither married nor engaged, and from present 
appearances the same state of affairs will exist when the de- 
cennial record comes out. 

Sincerely yours, 

Howard Carter. 
^:> "^> 

EDWARD TAYLOR CASEBOLT 

Newark, N. J., June 3, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : Since our graduation three years ago, 
my existence has been anything but eventful. I have been 
applying myself most assiduously to the study of law, and 
the progress has been very slow, though not painfully so. 

After graduation I entered the office of Guild, Lum & Tam- 
blyn. Counselors at Law, who occupy " iport holes " Nos. 
801-805 in the Rock of Gibraltar, Newark, N. J., commonly 
known as the Prudential Insurance Company of America ; and 
here I can still be found, should any of you choose to look me 
up. 

To recover from the effects of our Commencement exercises 
and the Alumni Reunions, I spent the summer of 1901 trav- 
eling about the Canadian Provinces and New England States. 
In October of the same year, I matriculated in the New York 
Law School along with several other members of our illustrious 
class, and in June, 1903, graduated without honors, but with 
the degree of LL. B. While in the New York Law School, I 
had the good fortune to become one of the charter members 
of the New York Law Chapter of Delta Chi Fraternity, in 
which organization I held down an office, and my association 
with the fraternal brotherhood has been a very pleasant one. 

Since graduating from the Law School, I have been busily 
engaged in rendering myself useful in various ways, doing 
almost anything that comes within my line of business, and 
some things that do not. 

I recently joined the Essex Troop, First Troop Cavalry, 
N. G. N. J., and have become one of the ** Boys in Blue." 

At present, I am too busily engaged in preparing for the 
New Jersey Bar, to write an interesting letter, even if I could 
do so. I have passed all the other bars of the State, but this 
one in particular needs a different kind of preparation. It 
is the bar of last resort, hence I must needs finish this agree- 



42 Letters from the Class 

able task, and get busy on things that are not quite so agree- 
able. But in the meantime, I remain, 

Yours forever, 

Edw. T. Casebolt. 

GILBERT HAVEN CASSELBERRY 

Ravenna, Ohio, May 24, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Your suggestion not to answer your circular- 
letter as an examination paper is a very good one, in my case 
more especially, for I think I would surely flunk if I did. 

I did not return to Princeton after the end of Sophomore 
year, but accepted a position, or to be more appropriate to 
this case, got a job with the Drake and Stratton Company, 
Contractors, of Philadelphia, Pa. (offices also in New York 
and Pittsburg), October of 1899, i^ whose employ I have been 
up to date. 

From time of matriculation with said company of contrac- 
tors until January, 1902, I was located in and around Pitts- 
burg, alternately in the offices and on outside work. In Janu- 
ary, 1902, I went to Bedford, Ohio, where I remained until 
February, 1903. While at Bedford I had the honor of be- 
coming a member of a lodge of F. & A. M. 

I moved to Ravenna, Ohio, in February of 1903, where I 
have been ever since, with a few months of last winter spent 
in Pittsburg and Wilson, Pa., but am now back in Ravenna 
again. 

I am still unfortunate enough to be single, only it depends 
upon how you look at it. 

My permanent address, from where all letters will be for- 
warded to me, is No. 2215 Farmers' Bank Building, Pittsburg, 
Pa. 

In a few weeks I expect to be temporarily located at Free- 
dom, Pa., for perhaps three or four months. 
Sincerely yours, 

G. H. Casselberry. 
<:> -<:> 

HENRY MILLIGAN CHANDLER 

Orange, N. J., August 25, 1904. 
My Dear Janeway : As you perhaps know, I left '' dear old 
Princeton " at the end of Sophomore year, and in the following 
fall entered the Albany Medical College, Union University, in 
the class of 1903. After completing my course there I passed 
successfully a competitive examination at the Memorial Hos- 
pital, Orange, N. J., and was appointed senior House Physi- 



Letters from the Class 43 

cian for one year, June, 1904. Since then I have opened an 
office of my own, and am now " out for myself," so to speak. 
My present address is 475 Main Street, Orange, N. J., and will 
probably be permanent. There is nothing doing in line of 
matrimony. 

Your sincere friend and classmate, 

Henry M. Chandler. 

ALFRED DE FOREST CHILDS 

Englewood. N. J., June 29, 1904. 

Dear Frank: This business of writing the history of my 
life since graduation does not appeal to me much. I have 
been busy, and, therefore, your letters, postals — red ink and 
all — have remained unanswered until the small house-and-lot 
postal card appeared last night. I suppose I have lost the 
reputation for promptness I got when I received " Receipt 
No. I " for Jig Little of our *' First Reunion." 

I left the Berg Friday after graduation, June, 1901, with 
my dip., and just three months to loaf before starting in the 
mill. Two weeks at the St. I^wrence with " C. D." and a 
trusty crew helped lots. About a month was spent on the 
coast cruising, and the rest on Long Island. And after helping 
open college in the usual way, I started to work at 48 Frank- 
lin Street, New York, with the Strong Paper Co., selling a 
new and wonderful wrapping paper. Beginning October, 
1 90 1, I was on the job for about one year and nine months, 
in which time I managed to attend (after business hours) 
the big events at Princeton, the midwinter reunions in New 
York, and the very large time at our First Annual Reunion in 
June, 1902. I must also mention the marriages of several of 
my Beloved Classmates; which events came thick and fast, 
until my little six dollars per week were all gone months in 
advance. 

In June, 1903, after sundry experiences and a couple of 
raises, I left the Strong Paper Co., and started selling the 
Cooper Hewitt Mercury Vapor Electric Lamps for the Cooper 
Hewitt Electric Company, 220 West Twenty-ninth Street, New 
York. You probably know our lamps — " those long green 
tubes " you would doubtless call them. If you care to know 
more about the light, send for illustrated catalogue and price 
list, and mention this ad. For which, by the way, you may 
send a bill to the concern. I could never finish this letter if 
I started to tell you all about the lamp. I am now writing a 
catalogue on same, which has reached about six hundred para- 



44 Letters from the Class 

graphs with 150 engravings — all made by the Cooper Hewitt 
Lamps. 

I have been living at Englewood, N. J. Not married nor 
engaged; no political nor religious positions of extreme honor 
or dignity. '' The Little Tin Pail " has adjourned sine die. 

Have been spending what holidays I can spare at Quogue, 
L. I., in the summer times, and during the winter time among 
** Ye Towers of Princetoune." One of the happiest moments 
of these three years was when I saw De Witt kick that goal 
at New Haven, and knew that after three years we had gotten 
into the Eiis — especially as they started their series with that 
score our Senior year in the Varsity Field. 

The saddest moment I know was when I heard that '^ Boo " 
Brower had left us. He was certainly one of my best friends 
in college. I don't think a more honest, true, and loyal fellow 
ever lived. I know all the Medusa Class of Sophomore year, 
and those who knew him best in Junior and Senior year, will 
agree with me. 

Well, Frank, aufwiedersehen. Here's to Princeton and 1901.. 
May the class live long and prosper. 

Ever yours in the bonds, 

Alfred D. Childs. 

EDGAR YUENGLING CLAUSEN 

Vivian, W. Va., May 12, 1904. 

Dear Frank: In June, 1901, I had the honor of graduating 
with the glorious class which has already become prominent 
in the matrimonial line. A few days after we won the de- 
ciding Yale game in New York, I sailed for Europe on the 
Oceanicy accompanied by Lloyd Coates and Ed. Luther. We 
landed at Queenstown, and after a hurried run through Ireland 
and Scotland, found ourselves at Henley in time for the annual 
regatta. There we met our worthy classmates, " Tite " Mattis 
and Norman Bartlett, otherwise known as " Bart." After 
seeing Pennsylvania beaten by Leander for the Grand Chal- 
lenge Cup, we moved on to London for a short stay. I will 
not lecture on our entire trip on the Continent; suffice it to 
say that we visited Belgium and Holland, Germany, Northern 
Italy, Switzerland, and last, but not least, Paris. After a brief 
but exciting stay in the French metropolis, our little party, 
including " Tite " and '' Bart," sailed for home on the Furst 
Bismarck, and landed in New York the latter part of Sep- 
tember. 

About the first thing I learned on reaching home was the 



Letters from the Class 45 

startling fact that Web Black was engaged to my sister, and 
thus I readily understood his motive in refusing to accompany 
us abroad, three months before. 

About the first week in November I entered the office of 
the Rapid Transit Subway Construction Company, in the Park 
Row Building, New York, as an assistant to the Resident 
Engineer of the first division. The following June, after seven 
months with the company, I was obliged to leave on account 
of ill health, and spent that summer and fall at our country 
home near Portchester, N. Y., with a six- weeks' camping trip 
on Eagle Lake in Maine. 

On January 7, 1903, in company with my mother and a 
friend, I sailed for the Mediterranean on the North German 
Lloyd steamship Trave. We left the steamer at Algiers, and 
started then to circle the Mediterranean. Visited Tunis, 
Sicily, and Egypt, going as far up the Nile as Wadi Haifa, 
at the Second Cataract, and then crossing the Nubian desert on 
the Sudan Government Railway, as far south as Khartoum and 
Omdurman, the capital of the late Dervish Empire. Leaving 
Egypt by way of Port Said, we visited the Holy Land and 
Syria, where I had the pleasure of seeing our good classmates, 
*' Nance " Gardner, '* Bob " Steen, " Rube " Omwake, and 
** Cap " Maier, who are teaching at the American College in 
Beirut. The college, by the way, is a fine, flourishing insti- 
tution, situated on beautiful rising ground overlooking the 
blue Mediterranean. From there we went on to Turkey and 
Greece, and finally landed in Italy, which we did pretty thor- 
oughly. After a short visit to Nice and Monte Carlo, I sailed 
from Genoa on the Hohenzollcrn of the North German Lloyd 
Line, and arrived in New York about June the first. 

Shortly after my return I was one of a party of four, in- 
cluding Web and his wife, that took a little driving trip through 
New Jersey and parts of Pennsylvania and New York. We 
covered a trifle over two hundred miles, and managed to bring 
the horses back in good shape. 

About this time I had made up my mind to go South in the 
fall, and enter the coal business, but decided to take a dose of 
Wall Street before departing. So about the ist of August I 
entered the brokerage firm of Schmidt & Gallatin, at 45 Broad- 
way, as a runner, and ran about for two months till I thought 
I could dodge elevators and ticket windows to perfection; 
then I packed up and came down to the Pocahontas soft coal 
fields in McDowell County, West Virginia. That was last 
October, and I am still in the land of the coon. My address 
is care of Peerless Coal & Coke Company, Vivian, W. Va. 

Since leaving college I have become a member of the Prince- 
ton Club of New York and the New York Athletic Club. 



4-6 Letters from the Class 

Have been back at Commencement each year, and expect to be 
on hand in June for the finest Triennial ever held. 

I am not married, but hope to be some day. A few of us 
must remain single for a while ; then, most likely, we will get 
into the swim. 

I shall probably remain here for a few months longer, and 
then go into business permanently in New York City. Will 
inform you when the time comes. 

My permanent address is Portchester, N. Y. ; all mail ad- 
dressed there will reach me at any time. 

Now I think I have said enough to give you and the class 
an idea of what has happened to me since leaving our dear 
x4lma Mater. The memories of those happy days come back 
to me again and again, and a feeling of homesickness seizes me 
which I find it hard to dispel. But our Triennial is near at 
hand, and once more a large part of the glorious class will 
assemble on historic ground. 

With best wishes for a grand reunion and a successful Tri- 
ennial Record, I am. 

Most sincerely your classmate, 

Edgar Y. Clausen. 
-;:> <:> 

JAMES JOHNSON COALE, JR. 

700 Park Avenue, N. Y., May 28, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: After three years out of college a man 
ought to have something interesting to tell his classmates, and 
yet your humble servant, after looking over those three years, 
can find nothing that seems worth recording. However, for 
the sake of your records, I will set forth in order the events 
of my career since leaving Elysium in June, 1901. Imme- 
diately upon leaving Princeton, I hied me to the great metrop- 
olis in search of a fortune, as I had understood that such 
things were hanging around loose here, and only waiting for 
the college-bred man to come along and put one or two of 
them in his pocket. 

When I came to, I found myself working hard at private 
tutoring in Savannah, Ga. Returned North after three months 
and obtained a position in the office of the Thompson-Starrett 
Co., Building Constructors, 51 Wall Street, N. Y. After six 
months they and I came to the conclusion that I was not cut 
out for a business man. So leaving them, I became private 
secretary to a Wall Street broker, who took me with him on a 
trip through the South. When in Mobile, Ala., on this trip, I 
called on Billy Breckenridge, and, so far as I know, I was the 
last member of the class to see him. He appeared in very good 



Letters from the Class 47 

spirits and in his usual state of health — never very robust — 
and he spoke very cheerfully and hopefully of his plans for 
the future. 

Shortly after my return to New York in April, I engaged 
in work in the University Settlement on the East Side, which 
carried me through the summer, and which helped me to settle 
upon my life work. In the middle of September, 1902, I en- 
tered Union Theological Seminary for a three years' course, 
and have been here ever since. I hope, when I have finished, 
to take up Settlement or Mission work here in the city for an 
indefinite period. My hopes also include the obtaining of a 
Master's degree from the Hebrew Institution on Morningside 
Heights. Am still a free lance; am not engaged, nor in the 
remotest danger of becoming so. 

With best wishes for the success of every member of our 
great class, I remain, 

Very sincerely yours, 

James J. Coale, Jr. 

WILFORD SEYMOUR CONROW 

New York, July 6, 1904. 

Dear Frank : I don't know when I have had such a dis- 
taste for a duty as for writing this little life-history for our 
Triennial Record. It must be inbred in human nature, judging 
from your experience with our class, and possibly this accounts 
for the great scarcity of autobiographies in literature. I hope 
you will pardon my tardiness, Frank, and if I can do anything 
for you at any time along more congenial lines, you may 
depend upon finding me as prompt as I always try to be in 
business, where a very different standard governs my conduct 
— please give me credit for that. 

There have been no epoch-making events since graduation 
that I can put down to my credit. I have just been one of the 
happy conservative few who have not rushed hotheadedly 
into matrimony. All I have done along these lines was to 
lend my official sanction, last July, as the only representative 
of '01 in Erie, Pa., to the marriage of my erstwhile roommate 
Jack Crawford. 

As for me, I spent the summer of 1901 at the New York 
School of Art, and ended my play days with a trip to Virginia 
with Walter Mount. In October, 1901, I entered the employ 
of Conrow Bros., 33 Beekman Street, New York City, a whole- 
sale paper house, drawing a salary of $5 per week. There 
I had many varied experiences, and was given every oppor- 
tunity to learn the business. In May, 1903, the business was 



48 Letters from the Class 

incorporated, and I became secretary and a director of the cor- 
poration. 

Clubs : Princeton Club, New York ; University Club, Brook- 
lyn; Nassau Club, Princeton. 

Church : Memorial Presbyterian, Brooklyn ; President Of 
Young People's Association, 1904- 1905. 

Journeys in this and other lands : None worthy of this awe- 
inspiring heading. Though I sincerely hope, Frank, that I 
may have several to report for our Decennial Record. 

Permanent address : Conrow Bros., 33 Beekman Street, 
New York City. 

Wishing you all success with the book, 

Ever your classmate, 

WiLFORD S. Conrow. 
^:> ^;> 

JOHN LLOYD COATES 

Philadelphia, April 20, 1904. 

Dear Frank: Since leaving college in June, 1901, the his- 
tory of my life has not been very exciting. 

As soon as college closed, Ed. Clausen, Ed. Luther, 1902, 
and myself started for the other side of the pond. We traveled 
together all summer, and quite a little of the time were with 
Tight Mattis and Bartlett, meeting a number of the college 
fellows during the trip. 

In the fall I started in as a clerk in my father's office, where 
I stayed until spring, when I was taken with typhoid fever, 
which put me on the bum for quite a while. 

June I, 1903, I was admitted as a junior member of the firm 
of Coates Bros., Wool Commission Merchants, where I have 
been ever since. 

I have taken several trips, such as to Bermuda, seashore 
resorts, etc., but most of the time have been at home, 171 7 
Spruce Street, Philadelphia, in the winter, and Berwyn, Pa., 
in the summer. 

Very sincerely, 

J. Lloyd Coaxes. 

MATTHIAS WOOLEY CONROW 

[Question : According to paragraph 4 of this letter, could 
we not call Johnny Brewer one of the Senators of 1901 at 
Princeton? ] 

My Dear Classmates : It gives me very great pleasure to 
grasp you all by the "write" hand (don't shoot!) as I will 
not be able to be with you at the Great and Only Triennial 
this lune. 



Letters from the Class 49 

Since saying good-by to Princeton on June 13, 1901, not 
much of general interest has happened to me. That same day 
I went to Saratoga to take my annual summer job in the cigar 
department of the Grand Union Hotel, which position I have 
held for the past eight summers, and intend to take this sum- 
mer. The work generally lasts from the middle of June to the 
middle of September, depending on the season's events. The 
monotony of life is broken in August by the Sporting Frater- 
nity anxious to break the " Bookies " with a dead-sure tip. 

In the fall I entered the Class of 1905 at the New York 
Homeopathic Medical College and Hospital, where I have since 
been. 

In my Freshman year I was class editor on the college 
monthly, The Chironian; in Sophomore year I was elected as 
one of the two Class Senators, who confer once a month with 
the Dean and talk over the course, and make any recommen- 
dations for improving the same. 

This past year I was again elected as class editor on The 
Chiranian. My Junior year came to a close April 30, with two 
weeks of the stiffest exams. I've ever been up against. 

In Freshman year I was " rushed " by the ^ A r and 
A 2 fraternities, and chose the latter, being initiated during 
the first week in November, 1901, with appropriate street ser- 
vices as a preliminary. 

It would be interesting to tell you where I intend practicing 
when I finish in 1905, but I haven't the slightest idea yet what 
I'll do. Before I start in to practice, however, I intend to get 
a hospital practice somewhere for one or two years. 

Since graduating, it has been my fortune to get down to 
Princeton only once — two years ago this spring; and it is a 
great regret to me that I will not be able to get down to the 
Triennial. 

My permanent address, where any letters will find me, is No. 
295 Willow Avenue, Long Branch, N. J. 

Very truly and heartily yours, 

Matthias W. Coistrow. 

431 East Fifty-eighth Street, N. Y. City, May 6, 1904. 

HARRY HALSEY COOK 

South Works, 
Illinois Steel Company. 
South Chicago, 111., July 13, 1904. 
My Dear Frank : Now here is for one of those " half-hour 
letters " of which you speak in your small post card which I 
received a couple of days ago. 



50 Letters from the Class 

From your previous notes I didn't imagine you would accept 
anything short of a young volume — an autobiography possibly 
bound in leather — and as I have not had the chance or time 
to compose so much, I had to postpone my letter until I had 
your consent to something more in my Hne. 

I can tell you very briefly what I've been doing the past 
three years because my life has been one without much vari- 
ation lately. 

After graduation '* Hoot " Taylor and I went over to Ger- 
many to do a little " studying, etc." We settled in Freiberg, 
Saxony, and began a course in metallurgy and mining at the 
Royal Saxon Mining Academy. We spent one year there, 
then did a little traveling, and returned to the United States 
in September, 1902. I came out here the next month, and 
succeeded in getting a position in this company. My work is 
mostly metallurgical; I was fortunate enough to avoid the 
laboratories, and was put on practice almost immediately. I'm 
in the Bessemer Converting Works where all the rail steel is 
made. 

At present I'm working at night — from six at night to seven 
in the morning, and seven nights a week, so you see it is no 
" snap." 

I'm living up in the city, 5714 Washington Avenue, which is 
only about twenty minutes from here by train. On account of 
being out here, and working at night, I get very little chance to 
see any of the fellows who are up in the city, or to attend the 
luncheons of the Princeton Club at the " Stratford." 

I haven't any definite plans for the future, but expect to 
stay here for some time yet, unless something turns up un- 
expectedly. 

No, I'm not married, or even engaged, and see no prospect. 
Unfortunate, am I not? But I think three or four of the 
class had better remain bachelors, for a while at least. We 
seem to have plenty of Benedicts just now. 

My permanent address is Princeton, N. J. 

I must close now and get busy. 

Yours for 1901, 

Harry H. Cook. 
^^ <:> 

GEORGE JOHNES COOKE 

April 27, 1904. 
Dear Secretary : Left Princeton after the last day of Com- 
mencement, June, 1901, and spent the following summer in 
having a good time. In the fall started to make a living with 
James W. Cooke & Co., Dry Goods Commission Merchants, 
Philadelphia and New York, in the capacity of a clerk. 



Letters from the Class 51 

In February, 1902, left James W. Cooke & Co., and went 
into the office of Henderson, Lindley & Co., Bankers and Bro- 
kers, of Philadelphia and New York, a new firm, and pursued 
the investment line of the business until October i, 1903, when 
I resigned my job, seeing no chance for advancement, and on 
account of the two years of " dead times " and a " bear 
market " that I was unfortunate to meet, as were my firm, on 
starting in at the time they did. 

On the first working day of the New Year, 1904, I went 
back to James W. Cooke & Co., and am there at the present 
time, and exepect that I will be for some time to come. Outside 
of the above I forgot to mention in October, 1902, I became in- 
terested in the " Frog in Your Throat Company," makers of the 
" greatest voice and cough lozenge in the world," in the ca- 
pacity of Vice-President of that concern, who have offices in 
New York and Philadelphia. Later on I also became secretary 
of the company, and continue in the same capacity to date. 

So much for business, not any great success as yet, and the 
future is dim at present. 

I am still a single man, in spite of many affaires du cceur; 
but would probably have been married long since if I had 
had the price. 

All my spare time, out of business hours, has been spent in 
trying to have a good time or playing golf, which is one and 
the same thing to me. 

I am a member of the Princeton Club of Philadelphia, and 
a member of the House Committee; the Philadelphia Club; 
the Philadelphia Country Club, member of the Greens Com- 
mittee, Captain of the Squash-Racquet and Golf Team ; Point- 
Judith Country Club, and the Roof Club at Narraganset Pier, 
R.I. 

Since graduation (the best thing I have done) I have had 
some sickness, measles and grippe ; and several accidents : was 
thrown against a telephone booth by a friend, and broke a 
blood vessel in my arm; fell down in the shower-bath on a 
marble curb, and almost broke my neck, or rather, my back; 
have had several other accidents which were disagreeable, but 
not painful. Have been shipwrecked on the steam-yacht Che- 
mootah of the New York Yacht Club. 

Forgot to mention that I was one of the original members 
of the " Yellow Rattlers," a thriving organization of Phila- 
delphia and vicinity. Am at present just recovering from a 
wisdom-tooth pulling, which put me out for a week. 

My permanent address is No. 239 Chestnut Street, Phila- 
delphia. 

At the present writing I am looking forward to our third 
annual, commencing June 10, and hope to see you and all the 



52 Letters from the Class 

rest of the glorious class, and to have " peerades " galore, and 
a typical good time for three or four days. 

If this letter fills the bill all right, well and good; if not,, 
throw it out, old man. 

Yours very sincerely, 

George J. Cooke. 

RONALD GILBERT COOLBAUGH 

Easton, Pa, September 14, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : Your last pitiful appeal had the desired 
effect in one case at least. Ever since receiving your first no- 
tification, with the long list of what each man was supposed 
to tell about himself, the thought of writing this letter has 
kept me awake nights. 

After leaving Princeton at the end of Sophomore year I 
started in to work as a blacksmith's helper — swinging a sledge 
for ten hours a day, and earning $0.15 per hour. This was 
perhaps the luckiest thing I ever did, for when the blow fell 
and I realized that even my old and honored professor in 
Horace had passed me by, the parental equinoctial was ridden 
safely with a liberal sprinkling of blacksmith's oil upon the 
waters. Laying aside the hammer, I boarded the first train 
for Ithaca, N. Y., and spent the balance of the summer pre- 
paring for entrance to Cornell. In the fall I joined the Kappa 
Alpha Society, and was identified with them until graduation 
in 1903, as Mechanical Engineer. Let me say in passing that 
any of the class of 1901 who are blessed with sons would do 
well to send them up to Cornell, and put them into any one of 
the engineering courses, after, of course, they have had a fling 
at life in Old Nassau. They may not like it, but they will be 
bound to work. One thing worthy of note in the institution 
is the fact that they do not drop a man from his class, but 
simply bust him, and when a man has that written after his 
name, he leaves town inside of five days, and never gets back 
unless he starts in as a freshman. For two of the four years 
of my course, I roomed with C. B. Andrews, Princeton '98. 

Upon leaving Cornell I took a position with the Sterling- 
worth Railway Supply Company, and have since then been 
advanced, through the kindness of my father, to the position 
of Assistant to the President, which title I now hold. 

On September i, 1903, I entered upon a life contract, which 
closes the history. 

Cordially yours, 

Ronald G. Coolbaugh. 



Letters from the Class 53 

ALVAH BOYD CORNELL 

Trenton, N. J., June 7, 1904. 
Mr. F. L. Janeway : 

Dear Goat : I am awfully sorry I have caused you to send 
the Third Alarm, but what is the use of making excuses ? Now 
to business. I will endeavor, as I note you request same, to 
tell you what has happened to me since leaving the '' Festive 
Berg." Two weeks after graduating, I bought a pair of blue 
overalls, costing the large and juicy sum of 75 cents, and 
took a job at the Crescent Belting & Packing Company. The 
first thing they gave me to do was mixing compounds into 
rubber (did I say rubber?) on a mill, and if anybody wanted 
to see a nice specimen of humanity, they should have seen 
me the first day after I quit; I was nice and soft, the 
temperature of the mill room was 140, at least it felt so, and 
the way that compound stuck to me was a caution. I spent 
about a year and a half at this, in which time I consumed about 
two barrels of compound, when I landed at the Empire Rubber 
Manufacturing Company, where I am still located. 

By the way, we had a lawsuit on in Newark some time 
ago, and while there I saw Sarah Bernhard talking very con- 
fidentially with several of the big lawyers. I might add, we 
lost our case, but had I known Sarah was there, we might 
have had a different tale to tell. 

I note in your letter you ask whether I am married. Yes, 
but no dolls. This event took place September 12, 1903, at the 
Christ Episcopal Church, Trenton, N. J. Her name was Miss 
Lillian Adele Hughes. 

I have done no post-graduate work since leaving Princeton, 
although yoii no doubt know how fond (?) I was of studies, 
especially astronomy. Ask Jack Duncan the next time you 
see him if he remembers the time that he, Dick Elkins, and 
myself went down to take the time of a star. After we looked 
through the telescope for about half an hour, we discovered 
the slide was not yet ofT the roof, and we had been wondering 
why we couldn't see and had about come to the conclusion 
that it was too cloudy to make any observation. In about ten 
minutes, Dick got tired and left, and five minutes later Charlie 
Meinken came in and saved our lives by setting the machine 
for us, and starting us off right. Little did I think at that 
time that within a few months Jack Duncan would be control- 
ling the Barber Asphalt Paving Company. 

My permanent address is 321 Greenwood Avenue. The only 
plan I have is to be up to the game next Saturday, time enough 
to make future plans after that. 



54 Letters from the Class 

Trusting I will see you, and as many more of the class as 
are able to come, as well as a numerous supply of dolls, at 
our great and glorious Triennial Reunion, I remain, 
Yours faithfully, 

A. Boyd Corktell. 
<:^ <::> 

LEONIDAS COYLE 

A note, dated June 24, 1904, from his mother (?) in reply 
to a request for information sent to his family in Bridgeton, 
N. J., gave his address as " Private, Company M, 6th U. S. 
Infantry, Fort Leavenworth, Kan." It was feared for a long 
while that he had lost his life in service in the Philippines. He 
has not replied to communications sent to the above address. 

-<:> 'viy 

THOMAS OSBORNE COWDREY 

My Dear Frank : You must pardon my seeming indiffer- 
ence to your former appeals. Have been very busy, and, 
besides, did not think the case so urgent. In the future I will 
do better. Truly the adage of the National Biscuit Co. is 
applicable to you : " Keeping everlastingly at it brings success." 
When the big postals arrived at the bank, there was quite a 
commotion. They looked suspiciously like quarantine signs. 
But you have scored one in my case, so here goes for a flounder 
through a miserable attempt at recounting my adventures. 
My career has been varied. Since leaving college — you will 
notice I say " since leaving college," a more correct statement 
would be, since being yanked out by the nape of my neck — I 
have been in a great many towns, cities, and other places. 
Have held positions with three different companies, namely, 
Chief Biscuit Shooter in the National Biscuit Co. ; stake driver 
and shady spot hunter on an engineer corps, and last, but not 
least, note and draft teller in the Liberty National Bank. It is a 
very excellent position, the duties of which are twofold. I will 
endeavor to define them as they appear in the title. Note — to 
note or ascertain any or all defects in the management of the 
bank. Draft — to attend to the ventilation, principally opening 
and closing windows. So you see I am almost president, and 
equally near being janitor. If any of my classmates, who read 
this and live, have occasion to cash checks, in this soot- 
" ladened " atmosphere, I trust they will look me up. At least 
it would give me pleasure to take them to one of our " em- 
poriums." For definition look under " booze " in any dic- 
tionary. Have not taken a wife as yet, for they all seem to 



Letters from the Class 55 

shy at keeping me. With best wishes to all my classmates, 
and especially to those who read and do not survive this rot — 
Ever faithfully your classmate, 

Thomas Osborne Cowdrey. 
July 16, 1904. 

^^ ^^ 

JASPER ELLIOTT CRANE 

Boston, Mass., April 29, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Good luck to you in your work on the Tri- 
ennial Record! May everybody try to do his part and help 
some, for '01 will find it hard to keep up her reputation as the 
greatest and most glorious class, if some lobsters don't show 
any interest. Well, then, shunning formality, let us proceed. 

1. After leaving college in June, 1901, I loafed that summer 
and started in on October i, 1901, as one of the chemists in 
the Arlington Company, Arlington, N. J., manufacturers of 
Pyralin, and stayed in that company till October i, 1903. 

2. Nothing doing. 

3. I left the Arlington Company last fall to take a year at 
the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and shall go back 
to my old job after the Triennial. This year I have been 
taking a special course in chemistry, and am receiving much 
knowledge, but no decorations nor emoluments in the shape 
of degrees for the said investment of time and money. 

4. Nothing doing. 

5. I am a member of the Park Presbyterian Church, the 
Essex Troop, and the Park Athletic Association of Newark, 
the American Chemical Society, the Society of Chemical In- 
dustry, and the Princeton Club of New York. As for politics, 
see Hawkins and McWilliams. 

6. A trip abroad the summer after leaving Princeton is the 
only extended trip I have taken, and is likely to remain so, 
I fear. 

7. 20 Central Avenue, Newark, N. J. 

8. I see that an autobiography of my friend, Herbert Spen- 
cer, has recently appeared, but the main thing he gets out of it 
is the knocks by the reviewers on his conceit. A man's funeral 
isn't always, as Mr. Dooley says, '' lyin' back in a comfortable 
coffin with his ears cocked for the flatterin' remarks of the 
mourners." So I think it's generally better not to write an 
autobiography, but wait for your friends, hoping that they'll 
treat you in a favorable light, as they did that honest, hard- 
working cowboy, on whose tombstone appeared the epitaph : 
" Here lies Bill Jenkins. He did his damndest, angels can do 
no more." Moreover, as to my own career, I am more in 



5 6 Letters from the Class 

the position of Columbus setting sail from Spain with the 
world in front of him than in that of the Count of Monte 
Cristo. 

IVe racked my brain for startling developments in the 
careers of other fellows in the class, but do not believe I can 
add anything to the general budget that we all know. 

9. On to the Triennial; after that to work at my old job 
again. 

As ever, 

Jasper E. Crane. 
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JACK RANDALL CRAWFORD 

London, 17 Stratton Street, W., May 31, 1904. 
My Dear Janeway : I hardly think a letter from me would 
prove very interesting for most of the class, or I would have 
replied to your circular before. I enclose instead some very 
would-be "sonnets" ( !?!) which you can use or not. They 
are on the subject of the class statistics. Should you fear they 
would be too strong for the Murray Hall division, you may 
consign them to the waste basket, and we will call it square. 
Regretting that it is impossible for me to attend the Triennial, 
I am. 

Yours sincerely. 

Jack R. Crawford. 

[The sonnets are too good for the waste basket, and the 
editor took the liberty to change the second part of No. 2 and 
thereby relieve Jack's fears about the Murray Hall Division, 
and also to remove all suggestion of (evil or) an old-time 
Washington's Birthday *' horse " card. Here are the sonnets :] 

SONNETS ON " SIXTY-SEVEN" 

What says the zephyr from across the seas? 
What news do Arabs cry aloft to Heaven? 
What means, alas, that mystic Sixty-seven? 
What tales are brought us by the murmuring breeze 
Of awe- struck grads upon their knees 
In silent worship of the Sixty-seven? 
But see the silken baby carriages, eleven 
Upon eleven with the offspring of these! 

Ten more than Heinz's famous pickles, 
Ten more than the flunks of Stephen Plum, 
When mid-year's memories our fancy tickles — 
But hark, O Class, I can't keep mum! 
I must sing my amber thoughts to you 
In lines of mauve-tinged sonnets' hue. 



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II. 

Three years — and now just cast your eye 
Upon the record of our noble class — 
Three short years — and every lass 
Who in those happy days did sigh 
And gaze upon us with goo-goo eye 
Is now united and treads the Pass, 
Beside the chosen of our class, 
Which leads, they tell us, to Eternity. 

Say, you Scoffers of bygone days, 

Who mocked our hopes of matrimonial bliss, 

Do you not envy us our ways 

Which led us thus to joy and happiness? 

Methinks I hear Schaff cry with sneering flout: 

" Say, for God's sake, Crawford, cut it out.'' 

III. 

Think of the man behind the baby-cart — 
(Yes, to you I say this, Poler Piatt — 
Who would think you'd come to that!) 
Learning with slow and painful art 
To say, " Bless 'ums tootsie, wootsie heart," 
And like the famous Casey at the bat 
Only find he was talking through his hat, 
When his mother-in-law in accents tart. 

Cries : " You clumsy brute, don't wake the child ! " 
Where's the 'ittle duckey darling's nurse ! " 
Then will you in accents quaint and mild 
Long to buy for her a private hearse. 
Ask Gelston there, he ought to know 
How life in Brooklyn thus doth go. 

IV. 

The boasted Sacred Bird of Ninety-nine 
No more on high can lift his rancorous voice. 
Nor do its owners round the fire rejoice, 
Content that Fame will ever o'er them shine. 
But sadly now they hie them down the line 
To Scud's, where Ducky serves Anheuser's choice 
Amid wild scenes and Bacchanalian noise. 
And sullen o'er their bread and cheese repine. 

But why are thus our erstwhile friends bug-house? 
And why has joy thus faded from their cheeks ? 
And why has silence seized their last carouse ? 
In vain the Sacred Bird the answer seeks. 



58 Letters from the Class 



But if they would this answer truly know, 
Let them search our noble Janeway out 
(Who, faithful, keeps a scroll of every bout, 
And all our numerous flittings to and fro, 
And just how much each separate man doth owe, 
And tries to make him pay at least about 
One-half the sum we always claim to doubt) 
And question him the reason of their woe. 

We may be poor and proud, but still we marry, 
And Sixty-seven wives are not too many. 
Solomon himself had more than he could carry 
Nor would I seem to doubt the Scripture any. 
Yet may our faith in woman stand the strain, 
To this our toast our glasses let us drain ! 

By the Un-Class Poet. 

Here is another letter from Jack, written over a year ago, 
but still interesting. He forgot that he wrote it, I guess. 

Mitre Hotel, Oxford, October 5, 1903. 

Dear Trientstialites : I am going to crab a little space in 
the Record if the Secretary will let me, as there is no prospect 
of my being with you on the glorious Third Anniversary. The 
best I can do is to pen a little hot air and crowd out some of 
those valuable statistics which our industrious Secretary is 
always compiling. In the three years since our dips, were 
handed us, I have been floating around the earth, picking up 
principally experience. The first summer I went to work in 
London and found that I had to do more every day than was 
required at Old Nassau for a whole term. I went up to 
Cambridge University, and after a look around there decided 
that we had a campus at home that wasn't so bad after all. 
Along in the fall, " Swof " blew in one evening and told me 
his Parisian experiences. I hope he writes them up for the 
Record. The next arrival was Jap Crane. I recognized his 
footsteps long before he rang the front door bell. There was 
nothing doing for a while, until I was sent to Berlin on business 
for the winter, where I also did a little studying (all sorts). 
There I found Strawder Batt, the modern Don Juan, and saw 
him at work. " Strawd " said he was studying history. Ask 
him about it during Triennial. There was quite a little bunch 
of Princetonians in Berlin. I believe we had the honor of 
teaching a Hungarian band to play the Triangle Song — quite 
an achievement when you think it over. 

From Berlin I returned to New York — home again for three 



Letters from the Class 59 

blessed months. I stole one day off for the first annual of the 
great and glorious, and then was moved out to Erie, Pa. 
There I was married in due course, and have returned once 
more to this side. 

Oxford I have merely been looking at, don't gather the 
impression that I am studying anything there — far from it — 
the hustle for grub is too serious to pause for any more frills. 
I am writing this letter ahead of time, but I thought if I got 
my MS. in early, it might save Janeway some work — there 
would be a page less statistics if he decides to publish this. 
Besides, the hustle for grub is so serious that there is no 
chance of my being on hand for the Triennial — unless the 
Unexpected happens in hunks. May you all have the greatest 
of all reunions, and may some of you remember an exile when 
the cup goes round ! 

Jack Crawford. 

EVERETT LAKE CRAWFORD 

New York, April 22, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway : After graduating I went to Europe for 
a little trip, and that has practically been my only journey 
since leaving Princeton, with the exception, of course, of my 
trip South, which followed my marriage to Miss Edna Phelps 
Gregory, on November 18, 1901. My wife was at that time 
living at No. 2 West Forty-third Street, New York City. We 
had an apartment at No. 171 W^est Seventy-first Street, which 
we kept for two years, at which place my son, Everett L. 
Crawford, Jr., was born on November 21, 1902. 

I started in business with Messrs. Strong, Sturgis & Co., 
members of the New York Stock Exchange, at No. 36 Broad 
Street. After leaving the above firm I took an office for myself 
at No. 45 Beaver Street, dealing in bank and trust company 
stocks. On the ist day of May, 1903, I formed the partnership 
of Crawford, Dyer & Cannon, bankers. We are members of 
the New York Stock Exchange, and have offices at No. i, 
Nassau Street, at which address letters may always be ad- 
dressed to me. 

Last fall my wife and myself took a place at Rye, N. Y., 
and have been living there ever since. As we both enjoy the 
country very much, it seems reasonable to suppose that we will 
turn farmers in earnest. 

I have done no political work, neither have I held any gov- 
ernmental position. 

Yours very truly, 

Everett Lake Crawford. 



6o Letters from the Class 



ROSS AMBLER CURRAN 

36 Wall Street, New York, May 25, 1904. 
Dear Frank : What's the use of writing a letter when one 
has nothing to say ? I am " loan clerk " at the City Trust Co. 
of New York, with offices at 36 Wall Street. Am a member 
of the Alpha Delta Phi, Princeton, and New York Athletic 
clubs, and live at 42 East Fifty-seventh Street, New York City. 
There it is in a nutshell. Best wishes, 

Ross Ambler Curran. 



DAVID TURNER DANA 

New York, N. Y., April 12, 1904. 

Dear Frank : The following is a little spinach which might 
interest a few of the fellows that have not as yet found any- 
thing better to do. 

The last time I saw Princeton (except for one short after- 
noon, when there was nothing doing) was in the latter part 
of May, 1 90 1, immediately after a memorable examination in 
" The History of Babylonia, etc.," by Professor Frothingham 
(a course held expressly for the ''Butcher-shop"). "She 
could not wait on the table, for she had met him at a dance ! " 
— for further particulars see Johnny Mc. As I was saying, I 
left Princeton for Lenox, expecting to return for Commence- 
ment, but the day before I was leaving to come back I was 
taken with lock-jaw, and nearly kicked the bucket. On Oc- 
tober 4th I " hit the train " for "the '' wild and woolly " West, 
landing in the Panhandle of Texas, near the New Mexico 
border. There I remained till June, 1903, punching cows and 
riding the range, incidentally taking an interest in a ranch, 
which I am still tangled up with. June, 1903, saw me getting 
bored by the strenuous life of bacon and sour-dough bread, 
so " me in a freight car with ' Texas Boss,' the king of the 
prairies for a quarter of a mile, hieing myself Lenox-ward ! " 
After a summer there, intermingled with a few golf and tennis 
cups, I spent part of the winter in Florida. As yet, I am 
unmarried, but what is life without a wife? I must ring off, 
for I am sure you are bored. 

Your sincere friend, 

Davy Dana. 

Bob Rice sent your secretary the following newspaper clip- 
ping. The italics are due to Rice's underscoring: 



Letters from the Class 6i 

YOUNG TENDERFOOT RETURNS EAST 

D. T. Dana, an educated young man of Massachusetts, who 
for the past five years has led the life of a cowpuncher on the 
plains of the Panhandle in Texas, was a visitor at the yards 
this morning. He is on his way back to his native State, and 
says he zvas not built for a cowboy. He said: ** I enjoyed the 
life very much out there, but it was a little rough, don't you 
hnozv, I am going back to my home in Massachusetts where I 
can sit and dream under th-e shade of the old apple tr^es." He 
was taking back with him a horse named ** Texas Chief," 
which he says is the fastest horse that was ever in the Pan- 
handle. — Drovers Telegram. 

HENRY GROSS DECHANT 

Norristown, May 6, 1904. 

Dear Frank: Don't imagine for an instant that my delay 
in replying to your numerous appeals for infonnation, etc. 
(I trust the etc. is flowing in all right), has been due to negli- 
gence. 

I merely wished to satisfy myself and the world at large 
of the versatility and the abnormally developed persistency 
of the great and glorious 1901 as exemplified by our repre- 
sentative Class Secretary. 

That last Memorandum you sent out ought to " help some." 
I hope someone will be generous enough to loan Sara Bern- 
hardt a pin to pin it up with. 

Well, Frank, as W. B. Fort is on your list of correspondents, 
and others who are anxious to warm the atmosphere for the 
benefit of the Triennial, I shall confine my remarks to facts 
and truisms only. 

No children, not married ; neither engaged ; occupation same 
as at last report, with United Telephone Co. 

Will make a strenuous effort to attend the Triennial in June. 
Very sincerely, 

Henry G. Dechant. 

HENRY HAUPT DERR 

Wilkes-Barre, Pa., August i, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Your " Fourth Alarm " came in such a start- 
ling form that it really frightened me, so I take my pen in 
hand, etc. What have I been doing since I left good old 
Princeton? Nothing in particular; merely trying to earn my 
daily. I have become a white slave, working from eight in 



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the morning until five-thirty at night — really quite a dog's 
life. 

The summer after college closed in 1901 I spent most of 
my time at our summer place at Harvey's Lake near here, 
except for three weeks in the early fall when I went to the 
Pan-American, where I met quite a few of the boys from our 
class and other classes. 

In October I went to the University of Pennsylvania, and 
took a year of special work in Insurance Law, and when I 
returned in June went to work with this firm, Thompson Derr 
& Bro., General Fire Insurance Agents. Since then my life 
has been quite uneventful, except for occasional trips to Prince- 
ton for Commencements, baseball and football games. 

My matrimonial prospects are, I am sorry to say, rather slim. 
Although two of my brothers have been married since I left 
college, I have not yet succeeded in corraling a girl. I have 
tried my hand on, I will not tell you how many girls, but when 
I began to be serious, there was a marked lack of interest on 
the part of the girl. 

As for my politics, I am a Republican, but I can't say that I 
am much stuck on Roosevelt. Since he interfered in the coal 
strike he is not very popular in this region, except with the 
miners. 

It was a great disappointment to me not to be able to get 
to our Triennial, but I had to go to Cornell to see my younger 
brother graduate, and really I had a dandy time. They seem 
to like Princeton very much at Cornell, but the sight of a 
Yale man makes them get red in the face. While there I saw 
Wrinkle B. Lyon, who has been taking a course at Cornell 
since leaving Princeton. 

I think that is about all I have to tell, and I hope you will 
forgive me for not sending you this long ago. 

Yours sincerely, 

Henry H. Derr. 

Business Address: 17 East Market Street, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 
Permanent Address : 83 North River Street, Wilkes-Barre, 

Pa. 

^> ^> 

GILES HOTCHKISS DICKINSON 

Communications sent to '' Republican office," Binghamton, N. 
Y., and to the Masonic Temple, Chicago, where he used to have 
his office as manager of the Security, Trust, and Deposit Co., 
have brought no replies, but have not been returned. He 
married Helen Elizabeth Weeks of Binghamton, N. Y., on 
September 24, 1903. 



Letters from the Class 6^ 



LYNFORD McCALL DICKINSON 

New York, June 28, 1904. 

Dear Frank : It is almost superfluous to say that I regret 
that so much prodding was necessary to obtain these few simple 
words. Nevertheless, 'tis better to have wrote at last than 
never to have writ at all. While Father Time has been chew- 
ing up the calendar at the rate of seven dates a week, I have 
been trying to gather up a few morsels and put them where 
they will do the most good. 

Probably the most good was obtained by holding down the 
pebbles on the seashore, whither all good students should hie 
themselves to rest their tired and aching brains so long en- 
gaged in getting ad lib. 

This lasted until October i, 1901, and I heartily recommend 
it, since in effect it is exactly analogous to the preprandial 
cocktail. 

Then I ran my special into Wall Street, and jammed the 
brakes hard on just in front of the U. S. Sub-Treasury, and 
walked up Nassau Street to Pine Street, and into the banking 
house of Vermilye & Co. 

I honored the members of this firm by kindly consenting to 
pilot them through any and all financial crises which might 
occur. 

Then I waked up. It began to dawn upon me how much 
harder it was to walk than ride, and how much more unpleas- 
ant to eat " beef and " than lobster Newburg, but at the same 
time realized how much more healthy it was. 

Nevertheless it is a hard row to hoe to live down the awful 
crime of having gone to college at the age of eighteen, instead 
of putting in these years in getting useful knowledge by clean- 
ing ink-wells and placing one's self in line to arrive at the 
coveted position of head janitor at the age of sixty. 

But I have managed to arrive at a stage where I am allowed 
to now and then dictate a letter, at the same time making sure 
to countersign it in a legible hand, that my full share of pun- 
ishment may be dealt out for the illiterate college language 
used therein. It makes one struggle with the wolf to keep 
him from pawing holes in the door. 

At this time it is always well to state one's position in the 
other hemisphere of life. I have no matrimonial entangle- 
ments, and have managed to keep out of jail. 

It is with great regret that I am forced to realize that this is 
perhaps the last Record letter I shall write you in your official 
capacity, but know that the time which would otherwise have 



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been taken up in reading our hopeless editorial effusions will 
be better spent. 

Most sincerely, 

Lyn Dickinson. 

CHARLES ENOS SNYDER DIETZ 

West Bethlehem, Pa., May 6, 1904. 

Dear Class : When we all look in this Record for the vicis- 
situdes of fortune, enterprise, etc., of our classmates for the 
last three years, we ought to find each one's lot disclosed for 
the perusal of the rest; and on that plea alone is this modest 
letter added. 

The first thing I did after leaving Princeton the year of our 
graduation was looking for a job ; the second, for a wife. The 
order — job first — is accurate from substantial motives. 

1 taught secondary grade. West Bethlehem, first year after 
graduation, and at end of the year was promoted to the High 
School where I am still teaching. In the three years I have 
been at West Bethlehem, I received a promotion and two ad- 
vances in salary. 

I was married November 2, 1901, to Miss Emily Moyer 
Young of Philadelphia. Our cup of happiness was overflow- 
ing because of an infant son born January 11, 1904. We 
named him Charles Young, a namesake of father, mother, and 
our great teacher in astronomy. It is also my painful task to 
add his departure March 7, at the age of eight weeks. 

I enjoy teaching, and intend to make it my lifework. 

Letters will always reach me if addressed to Limeport, Le- 
high Co., Pa. 

Very truly, 

Charles E. Dietz. 

156 Prospect Avenue, Bethlehem, Pa., West Side. 

ROBERT CARTER DODD 

no West 123d Street, New York City, August 31, 1904. 

Dear Frank : If I had the drag with the stenographers that 
Arthur Adams has, I might have this letter written for me, 
but as it is, it looks as though I would have to write it myself. 

Arthur has so much dictation he isn't always able to finish it 
during working hours, but he never seems to object to working 
overtime. I went upstairs the other night, just after office 
hours, and since then I've never wondered why he had so 
much overtime work. He was dictating a letter (?) then. I 



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don't blame him a bit, though. I wouldn't mind dictating 
letters under those conditions myself. 

Since leaving college I have been most of the time in New 
York City. During the first summer I held a responsible 
position of night-watchman at a summer hotel. (When the 
season was over I worked for a short time on the city engi- 
neering corps at home, but cold weather came on, and we had 
to give up the work, so I came down to New York to look for 
a job. I went to stay all night with Arthur Adams and Jim 
Taylor, and through Arthur got into the Western Electric 
Company, where I have been ever since. 

As far as the matrimonial line is concerned there is nothing 
doing. I see all my classmates falling by the wayside, but the 
disease hasn't seized me yet. However, I'm afraid two of the 
boys can't truthfully say as much. Of course this is strictly 
confidential. I wouldn't mention this except that you ought 
to know it, and I'm afraid they won't tell you. I stayed last 
night with Nick Carter and Walter Hope, and you mustn't be 
surprised at any announcements you may hear regarding either 
of those two in the future. 

By the way, there is just one thing more : if you happen to 
see Johnny Bernhard, you might ask him how about that ten 
spot he borrowed from me last spring to put up on the Yale 
game. 

Very sincerely yours, 

Bobby Dodd. 

SAMUEL WARD DODD 

May 8, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: The writing of a letter to an ab- 
straction I find about as difficult as it is for Steve Plum to 
articulate, but that " still, small voice," which the class has 
embodied in Janeway, would not otherwise be silent. 

Married? I guess not! 

The summer after 1901 left Princeton, I went to work for 
the American Steel & Wire Co., at $6 per week. The Railroad 
Co. complained that they would have to change the water line 
on their ferryboats if I didn't stop carrying so much money 
across the river, so I decided to study medicine. Accordingly, 
the following fall I joined the " Hebrew Asylum for Medical 
Students " in New York, which is the medical department of 
Columbia. The following summer I worked with a " land 
anchor " for $1.50 a day. Last summer I worked for Balbach 
Smelting and Refining Co., for $9 per week. This summer I 
intend to look for a job. I mention these prices to show the 



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value of education as a bread-winner and as a tribute to the 
nerve of some of our members who, etc. 

I acknowledge membership to no affiHation or organization 
whatsoever, social, religious, or political, outside of U. S. 
Government and Princeton. 

Concerning other members of the class and their work so 
far, I would like to call the attention of the class to two recent 
publications of C. S. Hudson. It is only right that we should 
recognize genius among us and keep it at work. 

Yours truly, 

S. W. DODD. 

Permanent address : 196 Clinton Avenue, Newark, N. J. 

ROBERT SAMPLE DONALDSON 

McCormick Seminary, April 29, 1904. 

Our Dear Secretary: After leaving Old Nassau in the 
summer of 1901 I spent a summer preparing to hang a bluff 
at the teaching game. Corning Academy offered itself as an 
object for experiment, and for two years I held the chair of 
Latin, Greek, History, Algebra, Geometry, Bible, Rhetoric, 
English, and a few other subjects, and yet withal I was far 
from being the whole thing. During the first summer after the 
well remembered reunion at Princeton, " Jake Shaffer " and 
I made a hobo' trip abroad, feeding steers in order to get over 
and swabbing decks as regular sailors in order to get back. 
While on the other side with no heavier baggage than a tooth- 
brush and a cake of soap (the outside limit any man should 
carry) we wheeled and walked through parts of England, 
Scotland, Belgium, Germany, Switzerland, and France. Since 
then I have been on a small-sized lecture tour, telling of 
" Roustabouts Abroad." The second summer was spent as a 
camp worker in Yellowstone Park, tending to the wants of 
the '' Dudes " in the daytime and driving off the bears at 
night. This school year has been spent at McCormick Theo- 
logical Seminary, a carrying out of an original intention. Near 
the end of the year '' Bob " Hunter dropped in, and now there 
are two of us to represent the class of 1901. This summer is 
to be spent as a pastor of a little country church. Up or down ? 
Statistics under head number two have not extended beyond 
the bonbon, flower stage, but so far so good. My honors are 
still ahead, if anywhere ; the only thing that is sure is my home 
address, which is 224 East Twelfth Street, Davenport, Iowa. 
For you, as all the class, sincerely, 

R. S. Donaldson. 

1060 N. Halsted Street, Chicago. 



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ROBERT ORVILLE DRAKE 

Dear Classmates : To relieve Janeway of any heathen 
temptation to throw more stones by labeling this '' belated," as 
I should were I in his place, let me say that one of the '' 81 " 
is sending this filler in for one of those obscure corners left 
for the uninteresting. 

With nothing worth the time it takes to write about myself, 
I am almost driven to use as a subject the cleverness of our 
Secretary, as shown in the numerous notices I have received 
from him, but I won't, for many of you have seen ones like 
them, and as for those who have not, it serves them right for 
being decent and writing so soon. 

About myself, however, I am selling goods here in town 
and have been almost ever since the day that saw the end of 
my brief but jolly year with you. All this time have I searched 
in vain for a small pile of the requisite for doing the many 
other things one might do than slave (for more specific infor- 
mation consult '' Help Wanted " Circular No. 5) and as I have 
not found that pile, just bracket all headings under said spe- 
cific information, and Drake says no to all except — 

Positions of profit, and as to that, let me say that I would 
consider myself a deal poorer if I had not received two of those 
big posters, and could not sign myself one of the " 81 " of 1901. 

Yours, 

R. O. Drake. 

2121 N. Eighth Street, Philadelphia, Pa. 

September 19, 1904. 

WILLIAM KIRBY DWIGHT 

31 Mount Morris Park West, New York City, 

July 24, 1904. 

Dear Frank : That is a formidable list of questions that you 
have set before us. It reminds me so much of an examination 
paper that my ideas begin to get confused. I don't think I 
can answer more than three of them. 

As to journeys to foreign countries, I go up to Harlem 
almost every night — though I can say in my defense that I 
don't do it because I like to, but because I live there. 

Then as to my work since leaving college, I have been very 
much occupied trying to learn a little medicine at the College 
of Physicians and Surgeons of New York, under the sheltering 
wing of Columbia University, to which I now owe my alle- 
giance (as yet unpaid, and likely to remain so). 

There is now at the P. & S. quite a contingent of our class 



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which, under the leadership of our president, Jimmie Jameson, 
is being instructed in the art of relieving suffering humanity 
of its aches and pains — and of any small change that it happens 
to have no other use for. 

First, there is Jim himself, and you would be astonished to 
see him work — twelve hours a day, six days in the week. It 
is marvelous and pitiful. No one would have believed in the 
old college days that our Sunny Jim could sink so low, he 
himself least of all. He has even given up the evening con- 
ferences that he and Bart used to hold over at the corner of 
Fifty-ninth Street and Columbus Avenue. 

Then there is Bart Bartlett. He, too, has reformed, finding 
that Jim can no longer be led astray, and is now treading ex- 
clusively in the path of righteousness. 

In contrast to these virtuous youths, and showing how dif- 
ferently the study of medicine affects different people, Walter 
Mount has become even more of a rake than ever. He is 
absolutely reckless. It is rumored that on at least two occa- 
sions last winter he was seen loafing, actually loafing, doing 
absolutely nothing, while all the rest of us were hard at work. 
This is only a rumor, however, and very likely it isn't true. 

Pete Pumyea, " Shirm " Voorhees, and bashful Sam Dodd 
are also here, and are advancing with majestic strides along 
the road to knowledge. 

Sam Hamilton started in with us, but at the end of a year he 
left us for the lucrative field of homeopathy. 

Brigham Young was also with us for a while, but he, too, 
had a call elsewhere, and so left us. 

Each and every one of the above mentioned gentlemen is 
to be highly recommended to anyone desiring a safe and sane 
family practitioner — country papers please copy. 

Very sincerely, 

KiRBY D WIGHT. 

ALLAN VINING DUNCAN 

For Jack's letter see the account of the interclass ball game 
in the story of the Triennial Reunion. His home address is 
297 Jefferson Avenue, Brooklyn, N. Y. For the first two 
years after graduation he was with the Barber Asphalt Paving 
Co. (pumping water out of its stock, according to him), at 
first in the company's office in Newark, N. J., and then in its 
office in Cincinnati. At last reports he was unemployed. If 
General Kuropatkin chances to see a copy of his account of 
the ball game in the story of the reunion, he will doubtless offer 
Jack a place on his staff, for he is reported to be looking for 



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just such a one who can turn defeat to victory with such readi- 
ness. 

ANSTICE FORD EASTMAN 

Glenora, N. Y., August 27, 1904. 

Dear Janeway : My only excuse is that I was about starting 
for home with Charlie Mac when I received your other com- 
munication, and I expected to write as soon as I reached home. 
Then I forgot it. 

I have done nothing but teach Filipinos and study Spanish 
since graduation; and have no matrimonial facts to report. I 
was a charter member of the Visayan Club of Iloilo, an organ- 
ization founded for the purpose of making life more worth 
living in the Philippines. My permanent address is 118 East 
Chemung Place, Elmira, N. Y. 

Next year's — or rather, this year's — plans are uncertain. It 
is not unHkely that I will study medicine at Ann Arbor. Just 
at present the chief end of life seems to be to have as good 
a time as possible to make up for three rather lonely years. 

I think that's all there is to tell. 

Yours faithfully, 

A. F. Eastman. 

MORGAN OWEN EDWARDS 

September 20. 

Dear Fraisik : Nothing to say. Let the married men talk — 
precious little chance they get at home, anyway. Why so many 
of our fellows should have gone wrong is a mystery. There 
is one consolation, however, for those of us who are left — we're 
happy. It's surprising, too, when one looks over the list of 
unfortunates, to see how few of the real nice fellows have 
sacrificed themselves. Most of the good boys, nearly all of 
the strong-minded, well-behaved, up-to-date fellows like 
MacAfee and myself, are single. Honor to whom honor is 
due. 

I haven't had any hair-breadth escapes, nor have I done 
anything really sensational since leaving college, so my com- 
position must end here. I'm still in the law office of Dunning 
& Williams, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. My permanent address is 149 
Page Avenue, Kingston, Pa. 

Yours, etc., 

Morgan O. Edwards. 



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RICHARD ELKINS 

Dick evidently made a resolution to reform about January 
I, 1904, for I got a circular blank filled out in his bold hand on 
January 2. At Commencement he pled with me (one night 
about twelve o'clock) to believe that he was honest in his 
promise to write his " Record " letter as soon as he got back 
to Washington '' next week." I assured him of my faith in 
his word, but apparently he is not back at Washington yet, 
though the telegram I sent him there did not come back. His 
permanent address is Morgantown, W. Va., where he is Gen- 
eral Manager of the West Virginia Coal Co. His residence, 
when last reported, was 1626 K Street, Washington, D. C. 

^^^ ^^ 

GEORGE KESTER ERBEN 

[Cir. July 18, 1904. — Ed.] 

Dear Janeway : I suppose the only way to stop this flood 
of notices, postals, etc., is to sit down and answer them. 

Well, as you may remember, I left college about Easter of 
Senior year, as the faculty did not seem to think they could 
make an engineer of me. I accepted a position on an engineer 
corps on the W. N. Y. & P. Branch of the P. R. R., and did 
everything from driving stakes to having charge of the corps 
in the field at times. While on that job I was a fellow-towns- 
man of Era Elbertus Hubbard of Philistine fame, and a mem- 
ber of the Saturn Club of Buifalo. 

The corps was disbanded June 12, 1902, and the following 
week found me in Raleigh County, West Virginia, as engineer 
of the W. P. C. & L. Co., and that summer was spent making 
a survey of their land. In the fall I went to Philadelphia to 
plot the map, and while there had a Pennsylvania R. R. corps 
for about three weeks, but on the coal company having de- 
cided to develop their property I came down here as land 
agent, engineer, coal prospector, and general man of all work. 

The winter of 1902- 1903 I spent in running a logging and 
sawmill job, building a camp, and locating coal, until the first 
of 1904, when I also took charge of developing some coal land 
of the Big Coal Development Co., and have been with them 
until this week, when I was notified that I was to be engineer 
for both companies. I have mixed up in politics a little in each 
place I have been in, and have voted in three States, but 
always a straight Republican ticket. 

My permanent address is 2039 ^^ Lancey Place, Philadel- 
phia, Pa., and my present address is either Ranan, Raleigh 
County, West Virginia, or Lawson, Raleigh County, West 
Virginia. 



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I have no plans for the future, as I have found that an engi- 
neer has not much choice of what he will do or where he will 
go, but from the way things look now I will be in West Vir- 
ginia for several years. 

Yours, 

Geo. K. Erben. 
Engineer Western Pocahontas Coal and Lumber Co., 
and Big Coal Development Co. 
P. S. — The mail is carried on horseback in this part of the 
world, so don't use such large postal cards, as it is hard on 
stock. 

THOMAS JOHN ELLIOTT 

July I, 1904. 

Di5:ar Classmates : After receiving my sheepskin on June 
12, 1 901, I went to Tullytown, Pa., where I supplied the pulpit 
of the Methodist Episcopal Church. I remained there until 
September 22, 1901, when Gray and I started for Hartford, 
Conn., to begin our theological course in the Hartford Theo- 
logical Seminary. My three years in Hartford Seminary were 
very pleasant and profitable years, made so very largely by the 
presence of so many Princeton men. I completed the seminary 
course on May 25, 1904, and received a certificate of gradu- 
ation. I did not write a thesis required for the B. D. degree. 

During the year 1903- 1904 I supplied the pulpit of the Pres- 
byterian church of Noroton, Conn., and on March 26, 1904, 
I received a unanimous call to become pastor of the church 
at the completion of my seminary course. On April 19, 1904, 
I was licensed by the Presbytery of Westchester, and was 
presented with the call from the Noroton church. Arrange- 
ments were made at this meeting of the Presbytery for my 
ordination and installation at Noroton. The arrangements 
were carried out on Thursday evening. May 26, 1904, Dr. M. 
W. Jacobus 'yj preaching the sermon. 

My permanent address is now Noroton, Conn., where I 
should be pleased to greet at any time any of my classmates 
who may chance to be in this vicinity. 

Very truly yours, 

Thomas J. Elliott. 

ROBERT BARTLETT ELMORE 

Maryville, Tenn., June 28, 1904. 
Dear Janeway : The Fourth Alarm is such an imperative 
and at the same time such a piteous appeal for a letter that 
I shall make this response, even if I have nothing to write. 



72 Letters from the Class 

The first two years after leaving Princeton I spent in the 
mountains of East Tennessee for my health, of course, and 
incidentally dealt out instruction and discipline as Principal 
of the John D wight School. 

Last year I filled the place of Professor of Latin in Mary- 
ville College, and I intend to be in the same position for another 
year, after which I shall lay aside the dignity of teacher and 
become a scholar again in Union Theological Seminary. 

This is all. I have taken no post-graduate study, my publi- 
cations have brought neither fame nor money, my social, re- 
ligious, and political relationships and activities have been con- 
fined to a very limited sphere of influence, and as for matri- 
mony, I have not even found anyone who would discuss the 
matter seriously with me. 

I am awfully sorry I did not get to the Reunion, but I know 
'oi was at the head of the fun. 

Awaiting the Triennial Record, 

Yours truly, 

Robert ,B. Elmore. 

Permanent address : 413 West Sixth Street, Chattanooga^ 
Tenn. 

JOHN NELSON EUWER 

Ostende, July 19, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Yours of the 23d reached me here in Ostende, 
after having followed me over several countries. I suppose 
it would be proper for me to answer in the native language of 
Belgium, but I am making allowance for the ignorance of my 
readers — also of myself. 

Immediately after leaving college in June, 1901, I entered 
the department store business in connection with the firm of 
J. N. Euwer's Sons, Youngstown, Ohio, and in April, 1903, 
was given the position of manager. That position, much to 
the surprise of myself and others, I still retain, and hope to 
continue to do so for some time to come. 

In social affairs I have been a little less active, never having 
even reached the stage where I could spread my handkerchief 
on the floor and unburden my soul to a fair damsel. I have 
not been wont to lament this lack, until the tales told by the 
married brigade at our Triennial showed me that I was missing 
life's greatest gift. If they lied, heaven help them, for it may 
be my undoing. In 1902 I took a summer trip through the 
West, and explored the untrodden paths of Montana and Wy- 
oming, in connection with and under the guidance of our 
mutual friend " Kinley Mack Larrabie " of Deerlodge, Mont. 
In several deadly encounters '' Kinley Mack " proved to my 



Letters from the Class 73 

entire satisfaction that he could maintain the '* dead shot " 
reputation that he held in college. My only other journey far 
from home is the present one, in which I have been viewing 
with a critical eye the beauties (architectural and feminine) 
of England, France, Germany, Holland, the Netherlands, and 
Belgium. I may say that my allegiance to America has never 
been shaken, with the exception of a few slight quivers in 
Paris. I expect to return to Youngstown, Ohio, on about 
August 5, there to take up my '* trowel and hod " for another 
twelvemonth. I may say in passing that as one of the few 
remaining bachelors of the class, I am very open to any matri- 
monial advice that my more experienced friends may care to 
send me. 

Trusting that I may be inundated with advisory letters, I 
remain, with eyes fastened on that great " quinquennial " meet- 
ing of 1906, 

Your classmate, 

J. N. EUWER. 

Permanent address for the next forty-three years : Care of 
J. N. Euwer's Sons, Youngstown, Ohio. 

P. S. — If 1 901 contains any other bachelors on the date of 
this publication, will they kindly notify me, as I feel so lonely. 

Buck. 

CALVIN FENTRESS 

It was a great relief to get this letter from Fentress, for I 
feared he would be hanging around the printing office to see 
if there was going to be any Record before he would write 
the letter. The allusion to my knowledge of his wife's name 
is inserted because when Fentress wrote me that his wife's 
maiden name was " Paulina L. Steams," and I knew better, I 
sent the letter to Mrs. Cal. with a suggestion that she scold 
him. Emery Katzenbach remarked when he heard that Cal. 
was a father : " At last the biggest bluffer in the class has 
someone who will believe him." Dr. Jameson will note with 
interest the last sentence where the same spirit, which invari- 
ably got from " Sport " Moore two dollars more than he had 
meant to pay for a threadbare coat, reasserts itself. Here is 
Cal's letter : 

Chicago, 111., May 12, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : I have always taken pride in answering 
promptly your communications, but I got curious to know 
how you kept after delinquents, which partially explains my 
delay. 

To answer your questions, I left college when you all did, 



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and hastened to loaf the summer away. Early in September, 
1901, I went abroad, and was met on my arrival by O. Fletcher 
Gardner, as he calls himself now. We journeyed a little way 
together, and later in the fall we started to see Bob Steen and 
Rube Omwake at Beirut, where we arrived around Christmas, 
and had a very delightful time. In Cairo, a little later, I met 
old " Buz " Pasfield, who seemed to be taking life easy as 
usual. Nance and I parted company at Cairo, and slowly I 
started back home, reaching America around Easter time, 1902, 
looking for a job. Those were boom times, so I finally got a 
place as an office boy in May, 1902, with Lyon, Gary & Co., 
who are in the lumber business, where I have been lumbering 
along ever since. 

On January 14, 1903, I joined the married crowd. You 
seem from previous correspondence to know more about Mrs. 
Fentress's maiden name than I do, so I will not answer that 
question. We were married at Chicago, 111., and have since 
been living at 300 Schiller Street, Chicago ; however, my per- 
manent address is 410 Marquette Building, Chicago. 

I became so proficient in the lumber business, while answer- 
ing the telephone, that in April, 1903, the Stearns & Culver 
Lumber Company, after going over the whole field most care- 
fully, elected me secretary and treasurer of their company. I 
also have charge of their telephone, and I manage to hold 
down my two jobs at the same desk. 

During the excitement of February 8, 1904, while Baltimore 
was burning, and the Japs were starting the war against Russia, 
a small son came into our family, and proceeded to add to the 
confusion. After quiet had been restored, he was named 
Thomas Lyon Fentress. Such is the story of my life. 

It seems to me you collected some months ago for my copy 
of the Triennial Record, but if I am mistaken send along a 
bill. 

Faithfully yours, 

Calvin Fentress. 

THOMAS WALKER FISHER 

Tyrone, Pa., May 12, 1904. 

My Dear Secretary: After graduating in June, 1901, I 
spent my summer at home in Tyrone, Pa., awaiting answers to 
my numerous applications for a position in chemistry. 

About September 10, 1901, I accepted a position in the 
chemical laboratory of the National Steel Co., of Youngstown, 
Ohio. This position I held for two months. On November 
18, 1901, I started to work for the P. R. R. Co. in the chemical 



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laboratory at Altoona, Pa., which position I have held ever 
since. 

Thos. W. Fisher. 
Permanent address: Tyrone, Pa. 

<::> ^:> 

MOWBRAY WILLIAM FORNEY 

469 West 140th Street, New York, was his address a year 
ago, when he was working for the contracting firm of V. J. 
Hedden Sons & Co. That is the last I have heard from him. 
In 1902, when with the Thompson-Starrett Co., he supervised 
the building of the new gymnasium at Lawrenceville. 

<::> -^> 
FRANKLIN WILLIAM FORT 

'j'j2 Broad Street, Newark, N. J., May 7, 1904. 

Dear Frank: Your two instructions as to shunning for- 
mality and not abbreviating are very difficult for me to obey, 
but I will do the best I can. I have yet, despite the strenuous 
Hfe since 1901, to get over my extreme shyness and reticence. 
Then, too, it is only with the greatest effort that it has been 
possible for me to tear myself away from work long enough to 
get started on this letter. Nobody knows when I will finish it. 

Since the light of learning faded from the classic walls of 
Princeton on the day of our — not editorial — departure three 
years agone, my residence has been mostly East Orange, N. J., 
where I now have an establishment of my own at No. 70 
Carleton Street, open day and night for all comers of the big 
class. If anybody answering that description gets stranded, 
and hasn't the price of a meal, Mrs. Fort and I would be very 
glad to blow them at any time. Which leads to the announce- 
ment that, on the 25th of January of this year, I married Miss 
Emita Ryan of East Orange. 

Beginning in the fall of 1901, I became a regular attendant 
at the New York Law School, along with Hope, H. Lyon, 
Casebolt, Spaulding Frazer, Headley, Thompson, Carter, and 
a few others of the brainy men of the class. Feeling outclassed 
in such an aggregation of all-stars, I decided that the struggle 
for a diploma would be too hard on my nerves, so I dropped 
out in the spring of 1903 to prepare more especially for my 
Bar examinations here in Jersey, which came early in June of 
that year. By some stroke of good fortune, I passed these, and 
was sworn in in the middle of last July, as an Attorney at Law 
for the State of New Jersey. Since that time, my shingle has 
been out here at ^^2 Broad Street, Newark, and I have pa- 
tiently waited for clients — and am waiting yet. In addition 



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to my law work, I have eked out a living by following several 
side lines. In the first place, I have been Notary Public for 
the Essex County Trust Co. of East Orange since July i, 1902, 
and have pounced upon many a bum check and note in the 
effort to raise the needful to meet my own. It is really aston- 
ishing how one's viewpoint changes after leaving college. 
Once, it seemed almost criminal to me that a bank cashier 
should dare to protest a check when an account was only a 
few dollars more or less short, and the temerity of the gen- 
tlemen of that profession in Princeton filled my soul with 
wrath, but it is very different in the Wide Wide — especially 
when one is a notary, and gets the fees. Then, too, I picked 
up a little money now and then by type-writing. I have gotten 
to be an expert key-pusher, not being so fortunate as Hope, 
Hawkins, and a few others, who, being the heads of large 
offices, with many clerks and stenographers under them, occa- 
sionally send a brief type-written screed, indorsed at the 
bottom " Dictated." And then, last year, the Bureau of Labor 
Statistics of New Jersey wanted a compilation made of the 
laws of this State relating to Labor, Mechanics Lien, and 
Master and Servant, and wanted it done cheaply, so the job 
was done by me. This about completes the list of my employ- 
ments since graduation, barring the fact that I was for a time 
during my studentship connected, as boy of all work, otherwise 
known as student, with the law firm of Sommer & Adams of 
this city. 

In the club line, my achievements lie mainly in the direction 
of Princeton organizations. I am a member of the Princeton 
clubs of New York, the Oranges, and Essex County, the Uni- 
versity Club of Newark, and the RepubHcan Club of East 
Orange. For two years, my name was enrolled as member of 
the Executive Committee of the Princeton Club of Essex 
County, and for the same period as member of the Republican 
County Committee of the same county, and the Republican City 
Committee of East Orange, of which latter organization I was 
vice-chairman last year, and for chairman of which I was 
defeated this year. In January, however, owing to moving 
from the district which I represented on these various political 
committees, I resigned, and now am without a title of either 
" honor, trust, or profit." The only other job that I have 
succeeded in grabbing was that of member of the Grand Jury 
of this county for the December Term, 1901, serving from 
December until April of the next year. The rest of my ener- 
gies have been devoted to stump work whenever there was an 
election, and the writing of political literature which nobody 
ever read. 

On the whole, my " career," as you so kindly call it in your 



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circular, hasn't been particularly eventful in any way. When 
you ask about the rest of the class, I have a little information 
to impart. Pop Glassmeyer tried about a year ago to land a 
job as Professor of Latin and Greek in the Jersey City High 
School. There was a stiff competition on for the place, as 
-several professors in various colleges wanted it, but when they 
sized up the credentials. Pop stood first on " personality," and 
second by a hair only on learning to a professor of Greek and 
Latin from the University of Missouri, and Pop now holds 
down the job to the eminent satisfaction of the Board of Edu- 
cation and the students of the institution. Sarah Bernhard is 
in the office of the general counsel of the Public Service Cor- 
poration here in Newark, which company owns practically all 
the traction, gas, and electric companies in this State, and is 
doing fine work, trying a great many of their cases with a great 
deal of success. You'd think to hear Sarah in court that he 
had been practicing for ten years. Hope and Hawkins will 
probably write you their own achievements at great length, and 
Piatt may let you know that he has been promoted over 
the heads of men ten years his senior, that he has broken the 
record for the number of hours actual work per week per- 
formed by any employee of the Western Electric Company, 
and has been transferred to the Philadelphia office of that 
concern, serving there as Chief Clerk, and having a private 
office, " with his name on th€ door " — all of which is true, 
whether he tells you it or not. Doc Curran is Loan Clerk for 
the City Trust Company of New York, and handles a million 
or so every five minutes when business is rushing. Judging 
from his prosperous appearance, a lot of it must stick, in the 
form of salary. I can't think of any other noteworthy per- 
formances just now, outside of Davy Dana's at golf, and the 
uniform and marvelous success of the whole class in matri- 
monial lines. There surely must be something wonderful about 
the big class, for so far as my observation goes, the wives, 
present and prospective, are a marvelous bunch. 

This being May 23, and your urgent appeal of " Third 
Alarm " date having arrived this morning, I am afraid I will 
have to choke oflP this drool and send the letter. If you had 
only withheld the aforesaid Third Alarm a little longer, I 
might have gained a still greater victory over my passion for 
reticence and work, and written you twenty-five or thirty 
pages more. 

With eager longing for the day when the Record, with its 
long list of notable performances, shall reach the waiting public 
to inspire for countless ages the youth of our land with the 
hope that they, some day, if they read aright the lessons of 
perseverance and struggle, of study and self-denial, of heroism 



78 Letters from the Class 

and patient suffering, which will there be set forth at length 
by the pens of us who have done all these things and conquered 
all these difficulties and risen in a brief three years from lowly 
jobs as office-boys to the head of large undertakings and the 
leadership of all the learned professions, may, as we have 
done, read their names large-writ in the history of their times, 

I am, as ever, 

Franklin W. Fort. 
P. S. — The concluding paragraph was added merely to reas- 
sure those who have not seen me and to whom I have not had 
the pleasure of talking very often lately, that I haven't changed 
much. If anything, I'm worse. 

F. W. F. 

SPAULDING FRAZER 

Newark, N. J., May 29, 1904. 
Dear Janeway: I am at last going to send you that so 
often demanded letter for the Record. I am abject in my 
apologies for the delay, so trust you will not be too severe on 
me. As to answering your suggestions as though I were 
undergoing an examination, I most certainly shall not, for in 
that case I should flunk most outrageously. Still I guess they 
will do as a basis for my report, so iiere goes : 

1. My occupations since leaving college have been of two 
kinds, first, studying law, and second, the pursuit of that 
elusive bauble, health. Although I think I never attained any 
great reputation in my college career as a man of great execu- 
tive ability, still that the latent germs of such ability were 
located somewhere in my system, needing only necessity and 
opportunity to bring them out into the full light of the day, 
is evident when you learn of those hunts after the above- 
mentioned bauble. In short, with clock-like regularity, no 
sooner would warm weather come around and a summer of 
toil confront my terrified self, than I would develop such a 
wan and wasted appearance that those who remember my agile 
and athletic frame as it was in college days would have been 
sorely shocked. At any rate, it managed to have the doctors 
order me away, both the summer after our graduation and last 
summer. I don't know how I am going to work it this year, 
but it seems to be up to me, and there is no telling what my 
resourceful brain may concoct to lessen the rigors of the 
coming season. 

2. Married? Alas! no. I took the first step on the matri- 
monial path with commendable rapidity, but have gotten no 
farther. For particulars in that line I refer anyone interested 
to the Record of the first reunion. 



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3. My post-graduate work has been confined to a course 
of study in the New York Law School, spread over sections 
of the three years, and I am now in the hope of receiving the 
honorable degree of Bachelor of Laws from that institution 
this spring. 

4 and 5. I pass. 

6. Travel ? I have developed into a hardy mountain climber, 
being a part of my health regime. The mountains of North 
Carolina and the rocky defiles of the Adirondacks have known 
my footsteps' beat. 

8. I'm not afraid to write too much, but I really haven't any 
plans save to make an honest livelihood, if possible — but at 
any rate to make a livelihood. Neither have I any other little 
items of general interest to swell the volume of this epistle. 

Thanking you for your kind attention, 
Yours ad lib., 

Spaulding Frazer. 

JOHN GILFILLAN FRAZER 

Pittsburg, July 8, 1904. 

Dear Frank : For fear your next notice will be absolutely 
insulting, I hasten to respond to your latest effort, the '' yellow 
Journal " placard, though I hate to put an end to the receipt 
of those inspiring communications, for it is a great pleasure 
to read such literary works. 

As to the story of my life which you demand, there isn't 
much to tell. In the fall of 1901, I began the study of the law 
in the oftice of Reed, Smith, Shaw & Beal in this city, and 
also entered the Pittsburg Law School, and have labored 
strenuously in both places ever since. I was graduated from 
the Law School last month, took the Bar examinations, and 
v/as admitted to practice. The above named firm have agreed 
to let my name appear at the bottom of the list on the door, 
and I am ready for business. 

I have not committed matrimony, nor have I any prospects 
in that line. This sounds like a queer statement from a 
member of our class, but it is true just the same, and I hope 
it won't cause me to lose my membership. 

On the whole, the life has been quiet and uneventful, the 
only bright landmarks being a few visits to the old *' burgh." 
I only wish they came oftener. 

Your classmate, 

John G. Frazer. 



8o Letters from the Class 



CARL KNOTT FRIED 



Springfield, Ohio, June 5, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : Please do not think I always have to be 
called three times before I get up, but after receiving your 
Third Alarm I thought it about time to be doing something. 
The reason I have not written is not particularly for lack of 
lime, although I am very busy, nor for a lack of nerve, for I 
think we all have a reasonable amount of that, but, rather, 
for lack of knowing just what to say. Now, really, that sounds 
rather bad to think one has nothing to say after three long 
years in the cold, hard world, so probably I had better say the 
lack of distinguishing really important things from trivial 
ones. Of course, we have all advanced and almost become 
staid men in our various experiences, and look down on a 
poor senior as the embodiment of ignorance itself when it 
comes to meeting the demands of this world. 

After leaving college in June, 1901, and remaining in the 
East for a time to recuperate from the strenuous month just 
passed, I returned to my home in Springfield, Ohio, where I 
passed the remainder of the summer. In September I went 
into the retail jewelry business with my father, where I have 
been ever since. I do not quite control the whole firm as yet, 
but we must all have something to look forward to, you know. 

In February, 1902, a house party took a crowd of us to the 
northern part of the State, where, for a few days, we all forgot 
there was such a thing as hard labor. Our first Reunion in 
June brought a good many of us back, and we all remember 
the great and glorious time there, which will be eclipsed only 
by our Triennial. From there I went to Cambridge for Har- 
vard Commencement, and then returned home. 

The following spring I took a course in Nelson's Business 
College, with particular attention to bookkeeping. During 
this time I made a short trip to South Bend, Ind., and on 
my return stopped in Chicago for a few days, where I saw 
a number of our fellows. 

In April I became a Third Degree Mason, and also joined 
the Commercial Club, a business organization. That summer 
I went East for a little outing along the coast. The fall passed 
very quickly with business and social duties, and now it is 
about time for our big third Reunion. 

I hope the Triennial Record will be a great success. 

Most sincerely, 

Carl K. Fried. 



Letters from the Class 8i 



WALTER GUY GAMBLE 

St. Louis, July 28, 1904. 

Dear Frank : I do not blame you a bit for being sore at 
me, and I plead guilty to everything you call me in your letters. 
I realize that the office of Secretary has quite a lot of thankless 
work connected with it, and I will try hereafter to help you 
out by answering your notices promptly. 

The August after I left college, I went to Pittsburg to work 
on the engineer corps of the Pennsylvania R. R. It was very 
interesting work, and I liked it immensely, but a man cannot 
live all his life on two dollars a week. After I had been there 
ten months I quit and went to work for Stewart & Abbot, 
Contractors. I worked for them until October, 1903, on a 
reservoir they were building near Montclair, N. J. I held 
various positions while there, beginning as sub-foreman, then 
foreman, then head foreman on night work, and finally as one 
of the assistants to the superintendent. 

After I left there, I went to St. Louis to work for Jas. 
Stewart & Co., Contractors, as engineer on the improvements 
being made at the Union Station. I worked there until last 
April, when the work there was practically finished. 

I then went to work for the Abbot-Gamble Company, Con- 
tractors, where I am now. 

I am sorry to say I am not married yet, but it is not my 
fault, as I have done my best. 

I have been taking in the Fair at every opportunity, and, 
let me tell you, it is great. Very few of the Princeton men 
have been out here so far, but I hope more will come later on. 

I hope to be able to get back to Princeton in the fall in time 
to see the Tigers give Eli another licking. 

My permanent address is No. 5961 Plymouth Avenue, St. 
Louis. 

Very sincerely, 

Guy Gamble. 

HOWARD EDWARDS GANSWORTH 

Carlisle, Pa., June 7, 1904. 
Dear Janeway: Hallelujah, 'tis done! I'm going to sit 
down and write this letter before I stir a single muscle to do 
another thing. I have so decided. I have kept you waiting 
long, and myself in misery. I won't do it any longer. It has 
haunted me day and night, this Voice calling upon me to 
write; it has given me sleepless nights and a good healthy 
realization of how empty my brain really is after three years 
out in the wide, wide world. 



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To tell the truth, I have done nothing — absolutely nothing — 
worth going to the housetops to publish to an admiring world. 
Yet, I would not have you think that my life since graduation 
has been a dolce far niente. Far from it. Of course, I have 
been doing something. It has been my lot to be one of the 
insignificant cogs in one of the great wheels of this — eh, what 
in the Dickens shall I say? — this great educational Machine 
at Carlisle. You know we take raw material and grind out 
some pretty good finished product. Incidentally we do a few 
stunts — play football, for instance. But that's only a by- 
product. The exact title of my position is Visiting Agent. 
This is for the information of fellows who would like me to 
call. Of course. 

As for the rest, I have neither grown a mustache, led a fair 
one to the altar, nor even had the great experience of being 
engaged. I might mention in passing, though, that it is no 
fault of mine that I can't point to a certain fair one and say, 
as Bob Whiting said in Pocahmttas, " dat ist mein frau vat is 
to be." 

But enough of this. I must choke off. 

Very sincerely, 

Howard E. Cans worth. 

ORA FLETCHER GARDNER 

Beirut, Syria, June 9, 1904. 

Dear Janus : Your requests for letters are so frequent and 
so emphatic that one is forced to believe that you really want 
them. A statement of my experiences will not involve any- 
thing startling. Political achievements are unknown in the 
Turkish Empire — from which statement you may gather that 
I am doing business in said empire. After leaving Princeton 
in June, 1901, it was one long breath and then fourteen months 
of wandering over Europe, Western Asia, and Northern 
Africa, with just a taste of America, and a final landing in 
Beirut, Syria. I acquired during my wanderings something in 
the way of experience and one wife (the law here allows four) ; 
said wife was Miss Ethel Fentress of Chicago. I acquired her 
in that city, September i, 1902. At present I am teaching the 
East " Ethical Elements," and find it interesting work, but I 
expect to take up permanent residence in the United States 
within one year from date. 

Sheldon, Iowa, will still find me. 

Faithfully yours, 

O. F. Gardner. 



Letters from the Class 83 



LOUIS WINTER GARTNER 

42-50 Greene Street, New York, April 9, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : Complying with the request as per 
the circular received by me this morning, I will endeavor to 
give you in this letter the history of my life since leaving col- 
lege, for the Triennial Record. 

After leaving Princeton, in March, 1899 (I forget the exact 
date), I loafed until August i, during which time I was debat- 
ing what would be the best course to pursue in order to make 
a success in life. I finally decided to enter the mercantile 
business with the firm of Gartner & Friedenheit, 42-50 Greene 
Street, New York, of which my father is the senior partner. 
It was hard drudging for a short time compared with the easy 
and careless life I had led before, but I put my shoulder to 
the wheel, and gradually became accustomed to the work. 

On July 24, 1902, I married Miss Mamie Helen Coon of 
New York City ; the wedding took place in this town, and on 
the 29th day of July of the same year we sailed for Europe, 
where we spent seven months, returning on February 19, 1903. 
During my trip abroad I combined business with pleasure, 
purchasing goods for the above-mentioned firm. 

On March 24, 1904, my wife presented me with a seven- 
pound daughter, Helen Margaret Gartner. 

Besides the above-mentioned facts I have not experienced 
any other events of interest, and here my history ends. 
Yours very truly, 

Louis W. Gartner. 
-<^:> <:> 

EDWARD JAMES GAY 

St. Louis Plantation, July, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: Our faithful Secretary frequently 
reminds me of the fact that I was once a Princetonian by send- 
ing me notices of one sort or another, and it is always a 
pleasure to be remembered. 

It was a matter of sincere regret to me that I could not be 
present to help celebrate in true Princetonian style the glorious 
Triennial Reunion of the class of 1901, but I can assure you 
all that I was with you in spirit. 

As for Janeway's questions, I am somewhat startled, for I 
have fulfilled so few of them. Since leaving Princeton I have 
been residing for the most part on a sugar plantation, and am 
in the agricultural and manufacturing business, that of culti- 
vating and raising sugar-cane, and in the fall of the year 
manufacturing the cane into sugar. Have been assisting my 



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father in the management of extensive properties here in 
Louisiana, and am a member of the firm known as the Edward 
J. Gay Planting and Manufacturing Co. 

Have recently been elected Vice-President of the Bank of 
Plaquemine, a prosperous institution of twelve years' standings 
domiciled in the town of Plaquemine. 

As for question number two, I will probably have something 
to say later, but for the present let it rest at that. 

Have taken an active part in politics during the past two 
years, and now have the pleasure of representing my parish, 
a county, in the State legislature. Was a delegate from this. 
State to the Democratic National Convention which met in 
St. Louis July 6. 

Since leaving Old Nassau I have traveled through Europe, 
England, and Scotland, and three months ago visited the island 
of Cuba, a delightful place to go in the early spring or winter. 

My permanent address is Plaquemine, La. 

I am the only member or ex-member of 1901 living in 
Louisiana, in so far as I know, and I hope any member of the 
class who comes to Louisiana will come to see me, for I am 
near New Orleans, and extend an invitation to any former 
classmates. 

Here's to 1901. 

With best wishes to you all, 

Edward J. Gay. 

WILLIAM ROME GELSTON 

306 Clinton Avenue, Brooklyn, N. Y., 

May 20, 1904. 
My Dear Frank : Now right here I want to state that there 
is very little to be recorded about myself or career since the 
Big Class dug out. Can't even tell you about a change in 
address. This means that I am still holding forth, as given 
above, in the Borough of Brooklyn, about half a mile west of 
Bedford " Bullevard," and about two miles east of the Brook- 
lyn Bridge. One of my New York classmates once told me 
that there was one thing for which I should be duly grateful, 
and that was that one end of that structure was in New York. 
But at the same time the Borough of McCarren is not a half- 
bad place to sleep in. And while it occurs to me I want to 
tell some of the old gang that the committee in charge of 
the " Fall Handicap Brooklyn Baby Carriage Race " had to 
lengthen the course to three laps around Prospect Park. The 
scratch man began to win so easily that they were obliged to 
increase the handicaps and to lengthen the distance. 



Letters from the Class 85 

Well, to return to the schedule : during the summer after 
leaving college I was one of four Counselors at a Boys' Camp 
up near Milford, Pa. A regular life and very interesting 
work — on the whole it proved a profitable summer. On the 
following September 30, I joined the ranks of the now famous 
" Patterson Club/' otherwise the Comptroller's Office of the 
American Locomotive Co., on the sixteenth shelf of 25 Broad 
Street, New York. We learned a lot up there, and the club 
deserves all the renown it has. 

Since October, 1902, I have been associated with the banking 
and brokerage firm of Granger Farwell & Co. of Chicago and 
New York, in the office in the latter city, at 71 Broadway. 
The office of the U. S. Steel Corporation is a floor or two 
above us, and that of C. M. Schwab, the erstwhile president, 
with his abnormal, pyrotechnic propensities, is on that imme- 
diately below. When the " Big and Little Steal " stocks were 
being put through the wringer last summer, the result was 
more than a shower bath for ours. Schwab escaped and fled 
to Europe, but we owe our existence to life-preservers alone. 
The " Street " has been a great place for experience during 
the past year or two, although this spring there have been 
agents out collecting for a Home for Indigent but Deserving 
Brokers, and there have been more inquiries for quotations 
on " Poor House Common." The always Big Class has some 
of its best talent in the financiar world of New York, and it's 
always a pleasure to run into such men as Bill Vance, who 
executes 'em like a flash down on the Floor, Ev. Crawford, the 
substantial head of the growing firm. Handsome Schuyler 
Smith, who will sell you a guaranteed issue; Doc Curran, who 
calls your loan down at the City Trust ; John Rogers, a " Pat- 
terson Club " emeritus, who left the throttle and who is now 
active in the bond market; J. Pierrepont Imbrie, the close 
student of price movements and future Bear Leader; Laurie 
Benson, Ike Walton, Seth Lane, and Linn Dickinson, all com- 
ing captains of finance. 

It seems to me that most of our class news which appears 
in the Weekly resembles a Report of the Bureau of Vital Sta- 
tistics. They tell me, my good Secretary, that you dream about 
" total married," '' married this week," " married last week," 
" percentage of boys to girls," etc., and that you talk in your 
sleep about those lobsters who send in fourteen replies to 289 
letters sent out. Although the matrimonial market has been 
very active, with a firm undertone all through the list, still 
there are a few of us left who appear to be mere spectators 
following the tape. 

Regarding your suggestion about post-graduate work, I 
would say that I have committed no offense beyond becoming 



86 Letters from the Class 

a candidate for an A. M. degree down at the Burgh this June. 
Looking forward to a joyous Reunion, when I trust all the 
top-liners and other talent will be on the boards, I remain, my 
dear Frank, 

As formerly and ever, 

Wm. R. Gelston. 
^> -^> 

GEORGE MARSHALL GILLETTE 

Somerset, Pa., September 15, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: I think that as you have played your 
last card and have set a time limit I shall answer your request 
of many moons ago, and, if possible, be forgiven. 

Since leaving college, which I did two years too soon, I have 
been located at my home in Cumberland, Md., where I spent 
something over three years, and here in Somerset for the last 
eighteen months. In this time I have succeeded in getting 
married, which great event occurred May 29, 1900. I have 
also contributed three to help the great " Anti Race Suicide " 
class establish its record; two born in Cumberland, and one 
in Somerset. I am sorry that I shall have to send all my boys 
to Vassar, but I hope yet to report a good Princetonian, who 
will finish his course. 

As to employment I have been somewhat of a floater. In 
July, 1900, I entered the office of the general manager of the 
George's Creek & Cumberland R. R., where I remained till 
July, 1902, when I became agent at Cumberland for the Chesa- 
peake & Potomac Telephone Co. I didn't think much of the 
" hello " business, and got out in October of the same year. 
After this I took a little fling at politics, and acted as secretary 
of the Republican State Central Committee for Allegany 
County during the campaign of 1902. In December of 1902 
I went with the J. C. Orrick & Son Co. of Cumberland, a whole- 
sale grocery house, and remained with them till May, 1903, 
when I came to Somerset, and entered the employ of the 
Somerset Coal Co. I think that I am well settled now, and 
that you will find me here for some time to come. 

There is one thing that I don't like about this place, and 
that is that I cannot find anyone who knows Princeton except 
by reputation, but I hope that it will not always be so. 
Another thing that I regret is that I have not seen Princeton 
for so long and had a chance to talk it all over with the fellows. 
If the Lord will forgive me for not going, as I hope he will 
forgive you for sending that telegram, I shall be on hand at 
the big celebration a few years hence. 

I want to say that I should have written this letter long ago, 
but I couldn't resist the temptation to see how many good 



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things you could get up, and now that I have seen and have 
at last gotten it in I hope that you will forgive me for my 
past sins. 

With very best wishes for the success of yourself and all of 
the fellows that this may reach, I remain, 
Very sincerely, 

G. Marshall Gillette. 

^:> ^:> 
CARR LANE GLASGOW 

Glasgow left Princeton at the end of Freshman year, and 
went to Cornell, where he got his ** C. E." in 1902. Since then 
he has been with the Westinghouse, Church, Kerr & Co., 8-10 
Bridge Street, New York. His permanent address is 2847 
Washington Avenue, St. Louis, Mo. His last reply is stamped 
September 24, 1903. 

^:> <::> 

EDWARD GLASSMEYER 

It is a shame to find " Father " among the delinquents. 
After teaching for two years at Princeton and becoming a 
Master of Arts in June, 1903, he went to the Jersey City High 
School to teach Latin and Greek, residing at 481^ Jersey 
Avenue. His permanent address is 1536 Mineral Springs 
Road, Reading, Pa. 

SOLOMON FOREBAUGH GLENN 

509 Crozer Building, 1420 Chestnut Street, 

Philadelphia, July 20, 1904. 

Dear Janeway : Although it is a great temptation to wait 
and see what your inventive mind will bring forth as a Fifth 
Alarm, I will relieve you of all further anxiety and trouble by 
answering to the fourth call. 

Since graduation I have had a quiet and almost uneventful 
career, except for a few incidents thrown in to relieve the 
monotony. In July of 1901 I traveled through Europe and 
England, and on my return to my home in Philadelphia in 
September, I entered the law offices of Graham, Glenn & Gil- 
fillan, 1420 Chestnut Street, and have remained there until 
the present time. 

In the summer of 1902 I again took a trip abroad, this time 
being sent by my firm to Paris, France, as a Commissioner to 
take testimony in a contest over a decedent's estate, and after 
completing my work I traveled through Switzerland for a few 



88 Letters from the Class 

weeks and spent a short time in Ostend and London, and 
returned home in September of that year. 

During the three years in the law office I have found time 
to study law, and in June of this year I took the examination 
before the State Board of Law Examiners, the result of which 
is still in doubt, so I am unable to say whether my name will 
soon appear as a member of the Philadelphia Bar. 

As far as I can see now, my permanent address, 1517 Mt. 
Vernon Street, Philadelphia, will remain the same for some 
time to come, but what my business address will be in the 
future I am unable to state, so you may address all communi- 
cations to my residence. 

Trusting you will forgive me for the trouble I have put you 
to in sending out so many notices for this letter, I am. 

Yours sincerely, 

Solomon F. Glenn. 

PAUL MORSE GOODWIN 

The Equitable Life Assurance Society 
of the United States. 

Chicago, May 14, 1904. 

Dear Janeway : I trust the other members of the class have 
not been as remiss as I have in answering your always inter- 
esting communications. My intentions have been good, but 
I remember the name of the place they say is paved with good 
intentions. 

Personally, my history since leaving Princeton is not over- 
interesting, and yet is well-spiced with variety. A year and 
a half among the small towns of Illinois and Iowa, with no 
end of slow freights and barn Inns, trying to induce the ever- 
incredulous burghers and town councils to insure themselves 
from being blown into eternal joy or misery per steam boiler 
explosions, by having the boilers inspected as only the Hartford 
Steam Boiler Inspection & Insurance Co. can inspect them. 
Next, six painful months in the coal business, and then, find- 
ing it was up to me to start over again, I attempted to master 
the intricacies of shorthand, by virtue of which I attained to 
the position of understudy to a general agent of the *' Strongest 
in the World " insurance company, and here I am, — No. 210 
Chamber of Commerce Building, Chicago. 

I have published no books, nor have I taken unto myself a 
wife. Possibly, the positions I have held may have been those 
of honor and trust, but I am very sure they have not been of 
profit, but " hope springs eternal in the human breast," and I 
am awaiting with great impatience the quinquennial, when no 



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one will get greater satisfaction out of being on the old campus 
and seeing The class together again than I shall. 

Sincerely, 

Paul M. Goodwin. 

PERCY RUSSELL GRACE 

Vivian, W. Va., Sunday, May 22, 1904. 

Dear Friends: On May 18, 1898, I left Princeton and 
America, and followed my family over to England, where my 
father, because of being unable to stand the climate of New 
York, had decided to make his home. 

My reasons for hurrying so precipitously after him were 
many and varied, but be that as it may, I arrived there and 
started in on a grand change of my plans and intentions for 
carrying out the balance of my existence. 

To-day I am sitting on a veranda in Vivian, W. Va., near 
Edgar Clausen, and writing this letter, erstwhile the afore- 
mentioned '' Ed " is trying to work out whether New York, 
with 20 W. and 10 L., has or has not a better average record 
than Cincinnati with 18 W. and 9 L. I have been away so long 
and feel such a stranger that I am unable to help him out in 
such matters. 

The first thing I did after arriving in England and having 
finished the short run on the Continent, which always forms 
a part thereof, was to go up to Sunderland in the north and 
start in the " Yard " to do the practical work at first, and gradu- 
ally work up until I occupied a menial position in the drawing 
office. 

After about two years I went home to stay with my father, 
who was not feeling very well, and prepared to go to Glasgow 
University to take a course there in naval architecture. I en- 
tered Glasgow in October, 1900, and was there for two years, 
and just managed to get through by the skin of my teeth. 

In the summers between terms I worked in two different 
yards, one near Glasgow and one near Newcastle, and in the 
autumn of 1902 went to the Royal Technical High School of 
Berlin, where I studied for a year. 

In November, 1903, I got home with a piece of paper pro- 
fusely signed and countersigned, but this is the weakness which 
Germans have. I was not very well, and remained at home 
until the middle of April, 1904, and then articled myself aboard 
a new cargo steamer sailing from Newcastle to New York, 
and saw the sky-scrapers on May i, 1904, and was soon rub- 
bing shoulder to shoulder with them. 

The first 1901-er I met was Everett Crawford — married, as 
usual, I mean like the rest of them who are not " Out West " 



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or otherwise handicapped, and since then I have been learning 
that there have been Princetonians in about every town or place 
that I have been in during the last six years, and that I have 
been steadily missing them. 

I was at the famous Henley Regatta, which was loaded with 
them, and never met one. To prove the rule I met Batt in 
Berlin — married by now, I expect. He has been lifting cups 
down at the University at Jena. 

My plans for the future are a little uncertain, except as 
regards the coming Reunion, but no doubt I will start in some- 
where in the vicinity of New York, and any communication 
addressed to i and 2 Hanover Square, New York City, will find 
me, and coming from Princeton it will be welcome, even should 
it be an unsettled laundry bill. 

I am not married. 

With warmest greetings. 

Yours ever, 

Percy Grace. 

ALLEN WOOLVERTON GRANGER 

Grand Hotel, Cincinnati, 

September 17, 1904. 

Dear Frank: At this late date I take my pen in hand to 
write that letter. 

I may as well say that your urgent appeals, ending with that 
40 cents " collect " telegram, finally persuaded me. But this 
hesitation on my part was due to no lack of enthusiasm or of 
interest in " The Class of 1901 Triennial Record," that grand 
and glorious work of yours ; rather a feeling that, on account 
of my matter-of-fact existence since breaking away from the 
fold, my letter would be tiresome reading. 

Had I been one of those fellows who could recount his 
journeys around the globe, or experiences in the Philippines, 
or of hunting in The Rockies, or some such strenuous diver- 
sion, I assure you, Frank, my letter would long ago have been 
placed on your file. 

However (after being sufficiently urged, Fm sure), I will 
give a very brief account of my doings in a general way, since 
I started out in the cold, cold world. 

To begin with, as many of the fellows will remember, I left 
college very unexpectedly and suddenly, to take advantage of 
a business opportunity which was presented to me. Thus I 
was launched with little or no preparation into the trials and 
tribulations of a business career. 

Six months later, I found myself about to be married, and 
forthwith I became the fortunate and unworthy possessor of 



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a dear little wife, even the daughter of A. G. Corre, president 
of the A. G. Corre Hotel Co., in which organization I was an 
officer. 

My wedding was duly witnessed by three of our worthy 
classmates, namely, Charles Horatio Dugro, " Oom Paul " 
Brokaw, and Roland G. Porter, and they, I trust, will remem- 
ber the occasion. Bug Mason was expected on the scene, and, 
as I understand it, he started all right, but having encountered 
many misadventures on the journey, he did not land in Cincin- 
nati until the same day zve returned from our wedding trip 
(just three weeks later). 

Since then I have done nothing worthy of note. My busi- 
ness has kept me rather steadily engaged, although I have 
found time to take sundry pleasure trips, and also devote a 
little time to athletics. I am a member of the Cincinnati Gym- 
nasium and Athletic Club, Avondale Athletic Club, Cincinnati 
Tennis Club, Ohio Launch Club, Idler Boat Club, Cincinnati 
Automobile Club, the Itan-nic-nics, the National Hotel Keep- 
ers' Association, the Ohio Hotel Men's Association. Am still 
actively engaged in the hotel business, being a director and 
secretary of the A. G. Corre Hotel Company, proprietors of 
the Grand Hotel and Gibson House in Cincinnati. Was also, 
until January i last, treasurer of the American Investment 
and Trading Company, which office I was forced to give up 
on account of overwork. 

It was indeed a keen disappointment to me that I had to 
miss that glorious Reunion last June, but at that time I was 
in such poor health that I did not dare " face the music," as 
I am sure that grand ** jubilee " was no place for a sick man. 
However, I expect to be in shape for the next one. 

I have had the pleasure of occasionally seeing some of the 
'*' Old Guard." Jack Duncan honored Cincinnati by taking 
up his abode here for about six months; then Poggenberg, 
Eddie Clausen, Lifty Lawton, and Bob Rice have all paid me 
flying visits, and Bug Mason never fails to spend a few days 
here when the ponies are doing stunts at Latonia. 

I shall probably get on for the big game this November, 
where, no doubt, I shall meet at least half of '01. 

Sincerely your friend and classmate, 

Allen W. Granger. 
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CHARLES STRING GRAY 

Wilson, Conn., April 15, 1904. 
Dear Fellow " Naughty Ones " : While the theologs of 
'01 have increased 100 per cent, since our departure from 
Princeton, I am pleased to have been numbered with the orig- 



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inal four with which our class was credited. We have none 
too many now, dedicated to that work which finds its success 
in self -forgetful labor for the improvement of the bodies and 
souls of men — a veritable world esprit de corps. In this spirit 
I spent the summer of 1901 at Princeton, tutoring and preach- 
ing, and investigating theological schools. I entered the Con- 
gregational Seminary at Hartford, Conn., in September, from 
which I expect to graduate next month. My first summer 
vacation I spent in missionary work in North Vermont, trav- 
eling for the American Sunday School Union. 

In June, 1903, I began the pastorate of a small union church 
at Wilson, Conn., a work which proves the possibility of Chris- 
tian fellowship in the same organization of Baptists, Congre- 
gationalists, Methodists, Episcopalians, and others. It is a 
great success, though on a small scale. I expect to preach here 
another year, though I have volunteered for foreign missionary 
work, and hope to enter it within a few years. 

My meager honors at the seminary include the presidency of 
the Students' Association and Young Men's Christian Asso- 
ciation for this year. My ministerial relation is with the Meth- 
odist Episcopal Church, in accordance with whose laws I was 
ordained elder, Sunday, April 10, 1904. Announcement has 
been made of my engagement to Miss Delia B. Wilson of 
Neshanic, N. J., and I expect to be " at home " to any of " the 
glorious, etc.," after August i, 1904, at Wilson, Conn., three 
miles from Hartford, on the N. Y., N. H. & H. road to Spring- 
field. 

Please note also that creeds and liturgies have not entirely 
snowed under politics. My theological system included on its 
ethical and practical side an interest in the recent Hartford 
mayoralty contest. Judge Henney was in the field. He is a 
Princeton man, so I put my shoulder to the wheel and helped 
him get elected ; and incidentally, of course, I helped the great 
city of Hartford in the fight for intelligent good government. 

With love to the class baby and a " tiger " for the class, 
I am, 
Yours in every good cause, and may 
'' Princeton 1901 " never stand for any other, 

Charles S. Gray. 

LATTA GRISWOLD 

Princeton, April 9, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Your request certainly doesn't put a premium 
on modesty, does it? But in this world one so seldom gets 
the chance of blowing one's own horn gracefully that I feel 



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all the members of the class should jump at this opportunity. 
It would be impolite not to try to do so. Unfortunately, I 
haven't very much to blow about. I stayed on at Princeton 
after graduation as Special Fellow in Archaeology and Ancient 
History, and took a Master's degree the next June. The next 
two years I have spent as a more or less irregular and un- 
worthy attendant at lectures in the Princeton Seminary, where, 
being the only Episcopalian in that bulwark of Calvinism, I 
have felt somewhat a fish out of water. Next year I expect 
to wind up my theological course at the General Seminary in 
New York, and take orders thereafter, if I can pass my exam- 
inations, in the Episcopal Church. Following out certain lit- 
erary ambitions of which I have been accused I have written 
a few stories, two or three of which have been published, and 
two or three sold, but not pubHshed (to date). Probably the 
editors have repented them of the evil in accepting them. I 
spent last summer in Europe traveling, and there I left un- 
done many things that I ought to have done, and did some 
things, as most Americans ** do do," that I should have left 
undone. During the past winter, in addition to the strenuous 
work of being a Seminole here, I have sat at the feet of great- 
ness as private secretary to Dr. Henry van Dyke, and expect 
to spend part of next summer at the Exposition in St. Louis 
as a member of the International Jury of Awards, which is, 
I believe, the only " position of honor " that I will have held 
since graduation. 

I have noted with envy and admiration the courage with 
which my classmates have to such a large extent contracted 
social obligations, and grieve to record that there seems no 
prospect at present of my joining them in the great and 
glorious work of populating the world. 

Such, I think, is all that can be matter of record. As for the 
rest — which, after all, is everything — I can but sigh in beau- 
tiful classic Latin: 

" Eheii f'ugaces, Postiime, Postume, 
Labuntur amii. . . ." 

Yours ever, 

Latta Griswold. 

HERBERT DE HART GULICK 

Permanent address : 350 Fulton Street, Brooklyn, N. Y. 
Supposedly with the Real Estate house of Ernestis Gulick 
Co., at the above address. 



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FRANCIS JORDAN HALL 

Harrisburg, Pa., May 23, 1904. 
My Dear Frank: Please pardon my delay in answering- 
your many notices. I haven't anything of interest to give you. 
I'm with the Central Iron and Steel Co. of Harrisburg. Been 



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doing a little bit of everything, from bossing a gang of hunkies 
to a nice job in the office, which isn't as nice as rooting for 
the " Phillies " at Charley Gulick's. I'm neither married nor 
engaged, and have been on the water wagon for two years. 

Sincerely, 

Skinny Hall. 



Letters from the Class 95 

CHRISTIAN HOOVER HANLIN 

In June, 1903, he wrote that he was located at San Fer- 
nando, Masbate, P. L, teaching school, and gave that as his 
permanent address. That is the only word I ever got from 
him. 

SAMUEL HAMILTON, JR. 

Philadelphia, May 2^, 1904. 

Dear Frank : This is where youVe struck me wrong again, 
for as a letter-writer I am about as sad a one as I am a speech- 
maker (except one I made in June, 1902). My career since 
graduating has been a checkered one, and, if possible, I have 
been working even harder than I did in college. 

My principal occupation since June, 1901, has been Student 
of Medicine. I started in at the College of Physicians and 
Surgeons of New York with Jameson, Bartlett, et al., but as 
the pace wasn't fast enough to suit me, I only remained there 
one year, and then cast my lot with the New School of Medi- 
cine, entering Hahnemann Medical College of Philadelphia in 
the fall of 1902. Leaving some of the best friends I had made 
at Princeton, and changing over to a school where I didn't 
know anyone, was the hardest thing I ever did. I have now 
finished my Junior year, and think a great deal of the school. 
For the last year I have been a student of Dr. William B. Van 
Lennep, Princeton 'y6, who is the Professor of Surgery at the 
college, and than whom there are none better. 

My vacations since graduation have for the most part been 
spent playing a little summer baseball. In 1901 and 1902 I 
played at Tidioute, Pa., with a team composed mostly of ex- 
college players, and in the latter year I had the misfortune to 
lose part of my anatomy (enough said). Last summer I 
played with Homestead, Pa., team for a couple of months, and 
then took a short trip abroad with my brother. We only had 
about six weeks on the other side, so we spent most of our 
time seeing Germany and Switzerland. 

No, I am not married yet, but I am in love with my pro- 
fession, and I expect to tie up with her " for better or worse " 
in about one more year. Of course, I will settle in the 
** Smoky City." (and just watch her death-rate drop). I 
haven't had time to circulate around much, and consequently 
haven't seen much of any of the " Great and Glorious Class." 
I manage to sneak in a few trips down to Princeton during the 
spring and fall and look the Tiger cubs over, and if it wasn't 
for these little excursions back to God's own country, I don't 



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know what I would do, for being cooped up in this city all 
the year round, with those sad birds of " dear old Penn," 
would put anybody to the bad. 

Well, Frank, a little of this goes a great way, so I'll cut it 
out here, hoping that I'll see you and a large turnout of the 
class at the big Triennial in June. 

As ever yours, 

Sam Hamilton, Jr. 

P. S. — My permanent address is still North Highland Ave- 
nue, Pittsburg. 



Those of us who know that Sam secured the distinction of 
being the " laziest man " in the class solely through the untir- 
ing, unselfish, and disinterested (?) efforts of that prince of 
unremitting industry, Richard Elkins, will not be surprised to 
read this tribute to him, which one of his instructors sent to 
the Secretary : " He stood at the head of his class, and in 
surgery got the much coveted mark of 100. He promises well, 
and will be an honor to your class." — Ed. 

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MATTHEW HARPER 

Atlanta, Ga., June 13, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway : Your Third Alarm came several days 
ago, and I am sorry it has become necessary for you to again 
bring my attention to the gross negligence. It does not seem 
like a period of three years has elapsed since we finished our 
course, and often it is not hard to imagine you are on the 
campus in the midst of the college life, when your imagination 
fades away, only to find yourself busily engaged in real life. 

After leaving Princeton, which so far has been the last time, 
on Thursday following our Commencement, I took in the Yale 
game at New York on the next Saturday, and fully enjoyed 
the way our team walloped the Elis. Then I came direct to 
Atlanta, where I have passed these three years. 

Shortly after coming to Atlanta I became a member of the 
reportorial staff of the Evening News. My endeavors were 
there spent in the interests of the sporting columns. Only two 
weeks had elapsed when I had a very severe experience in the 
loss of my father, who died July 7. The newspaper careei 
ended the first of the following October, on account of the dis- 
continuance of the paper. I took up work with the Trust Com- 
pany of Georgia the first of the year, and remained there until 
April, 1903. In August, 1902, I went on a trip to my old home 
in North Carolina. Returning from there, as we were nearing 
the Georgia line (it was 2 a. m. on that night), a sudden lurch 



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and jerk sensation came over me in my slumber. It was kind 
of a goat-ride feeling that I soon found was no dream. It 
got worse and worse as time grew, for five minutes, though 
they said it was five seconds. In short the train ran into an 
open switch and mixed things up in general. Nobody was 
killed, but it seemed a miracle that all should escape. It 
frightened me considerably, but my growth was retarded only 
two or three weeks. 

One year ago last April I moved my stand to the Smith 
Premier Typewriter Company, where it has remained to this 
date. I am sort of office boy, and I like the work very well. 
This office controls the State of Georgia, and makes a pretty 
fair showing. 

Except Boynton, I haven't seen but one classmate since 
being turned out into the world. That was Bushnell, who was 
down this way early in the summer. He and his wife were 
here on their tour through the South. Bush says he thinks 
much more of the South since he has seen it than before. 

A majority of the members of our class are at present having 
a fine time, I know. I was anxious to get the local paper 
yesterday morning, and hurriedly glanced through to find out 
the score of Saturday's game. This is the heading I saw : 
** Princeton Crushes Yale. Score 10 to i." This looked good 
to me. Princeton is well thought of here, and the best papers 
in town root for us. I hope we will win next week, and that 
will help a little more. 

With best wishes for every member of The Class, I am, 
Yours very truly, 

Matthew Harper. 

MERRITT LYNDE HARDING 

My Dear Janeway : Your insistent appeals have invariably 
reached me, though not until this afternoon have they pro- 
duced sufficient perturbation of spirit to get me actually in- 
volved in the task of writing. I am penitent chiefly because 
your list of questions cannot be found in my trunk as expected. 
Material for a publication like the one you are projecting can 
hardly be gathered from the past three years of my earthly 
sojourn, for my tim.e has not been occupied by either an auto- 
mobile or a trip abroad, and the nearest thing to a sensation 
was the recent threat of a New York State deputy sheriflf to 
arrest me for riding a bike without having a license tag. 

The license, by the way, had been used for a different pur- 
pose, for, as you know, my marriage to Miss Sadie Jopling 
of Inkerman, Pa., occurred on July 7, 1904. 



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After graduating I held the Chancellor Green Fellowship in 
Mental Science at Princeton for one year, and a Special Fel- 
lowship in Ethics for 1902-03 (ably (?) assisting Dr. Patton 
during his seven weeks' absence from Junior Ethics). The fol- 
lowing year (1903-04) I declined a third Fellowship to accept a 
teaching position in the Department of Latin at my old Prep. 
School, Wyoming Seminary, Kingston, Pa. This latter posi- 
tion I will hold for still another year. 

With my kind regards, believe me, 

Sincerely your classmate, 

Merritt Lynde Harding. 

New York City, July 25, 1904. 

P. S. — Received the Master's degree from Princeton in 1902. 

^:> <:> 

CLARENCE FORD HARVEY 

Detroit, Mich., June 30, 1904. 
Mr. F. L. Janeway, Sec'y, 

New Brunswick, N. J. 
Dear Sir : In reply to your many requests for my letter for 
the Triennial Record, I have at last found an opportunity to 
give you my history since leaving college. 

TO MY classmates 

In June, 1900, I left Princeton, with considerable regret, 
with the intention of entering Cornell University in the fall. 
After spending three years at such a place as Princeton, it is 
only a Princeton man that can appreciate what it means to 
be compelled to leave. I succeeded in entering the Cornell 
University as a Junior in the Mechanical Engineering Depart- 
ment, and fully intended at the time of arriving to settle down 
to the life of a hermit, and do nothing but grind. There was 
but one person in the whole university to my knowledge with 
whom I was acquainted. He, being a fraternity man, met me 
at the station, and escorted me to the hotel, where I stayed 
until I found suitable lodgings. I selected a room fully the 
equivalent to any " Poler's " room in Edwards Hall. After 
two weeks of this hermit life, intermingled with the entertain- 
ments I received from the different fraternity houses, it was 
with considerable relief that I discarded this disagreeable exist- 
ence to take the more pleasurable experience of fraternity life. 
Right here I would say that this is Cornell's substitute for 
Princeton's democratic spirit. In the spring of the year 1901 
I was urged (but was not reluctant) to try for the Cornell 
baseball team, and, due to the conscientious coaching of 



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'' Hughey " Jennings, was accepted as the Cornell short-stop, 
playing in every game of the season of 1901. In April of the 
same year the fraternity of which I was a member, " Phi 
Gamma Delta," chose me to manage their finances for the fol- 
lowing year. This, together with my desire to be graduated 
in June, 1902, prevented me from entering the baseball squad 
for that year. 

During my two years at Cornell I had the pleasure of meet- 
ing several Princeton men, some of whom were members of 
our glorious class. 

In June, 1902, the faculty of Cornell University decided I 
was entitled to the degree of Mechanical Engineer. 

After leaving Ithaca, I came direct to Detroit, remained 
one week, and left for Chicago, June 30, " to look for a job," 
in which I was successful a few days later. My first position 
w^as with Swift & Co.'s Packing House, for whom I worked 
three days. The morning of the first day being occupied in 
being directed through the different departments with a guide, 
the afternoon I started in on the work that was given me in 
the engineering department, which called me to the North 
Beef House, where I saw sights that proved to be more than 
my nervous system could stand. At lunch this day I met 
Riebe, who was then in the employ of the same company. The 
next day v/as the Fourth of July, a holiday, and next Saturday 
a half-holiday. I decided to leave Saturday morning, but was 
persuaded to wait until noon. It has always seemed to me that 
I was unusually fortunate in leaving at that time, for that 
night at eight o'clock the office building was burned to the 
ground, and all personal property belonging to employees was 
entirely lost. 

I then entered the employ of Geo. M. Brill, Consulting Engi- 
neer, and remained with him a period of eight months. 

While in Chicago I met Princeton men almost daily, and 
must say that this fact was Chicago's only redeeming feature. 

In March, 1903, I left Chicago for home, and started in the 
employ of the Cadillac Automobile Company the same month, 
as a journeyman machinist. After ten weeks was promoted to 
foreman of the axle department, and when the change of 
superintendents came in October of this year, I was fortunate 
enough to receive the appointment of assistant superintendent, 
and have since remained in this capacity. We are employing 
a force of eight hundred and twenty-five men, and are manu- 
facturing a daily output of forty finished Cadillac machines. 

In January, 1903, I had the pleasure of visiting Roscoe 
Parsons at his home at Riverside, Mo. I only had a few hours 
there, but we all know Roscoe's jovial spirit (he was then 
single), and it is needless to say that the few hours were very 



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enjoyably spent. It was my intention, and plans had already 
been laid for being with the boys for the annual Reunion this 
June, but owing to the press of work due to our misfortune, 
it was impossible for me to get away. 

In regard to our Secretary's question on matrimonial facts, 
I wish to state clearly that I am still single, and so far as I 
know, my heart is still my own. In closing this rather lengthy 
history of my whereabouts, I wish to commend the methods 
and the untiring efforts of our Secretary in impressing upon 
the members of the class the necessity of getting this letter to 
him before he wired. " The fourth warning " was certainly 
a corker, and one that I confess I was unable to lay aside. 

Anticipating the extreme pleasure of hearing from each 
member of our class in a very short time, I remain. 
Very loyally yours, 

C. F. Harvey. 
<:^ ^^> 

JOHN GOOLD HARVEY 

He did not finish his course at Princeton, but went to the 
Medical School of the University of Michigan, where he was 
graduated in 1902 (?). He replied to John Rogers' inquiry 
about suits for the Triennial Reunion from 60 Washington 
Avenue, Detroit, which I presume is his address, where he is 
practicing medicine. 

Here is an old letter of his, which he wrote in reply to a 
circular about the first class Record. 

Frank L. Janeway. 

Dear Friend: I'm sorry that some of my contemporaries 
did not respond to your request. My cousin, C. F. Harvey, 
and I were for some reason badly confused in Princeton, and 
I thought perhaps because of his three years in college, that 
he, and not I^ was looked for, as I left before he did. 

But if anything I have done were of interest, it would be a 
privilege to have it identified with Princeton — no matter how 
slightly — and particularly the class of 1901 — many members of 
which I remember so pleasantly, and who were factors toward 
making me proud that I can say that I went to Princeton — a 
privilege which grows as the opportunity goes. Through my 
four years I look back always on Princeton as my college, 
whereas here it represents to me merely the technical training 
of my profession. 

Many of the fellows mentioned in your circular I remember, 
and have been delighted to hear of their doings, and regret 
that I, too, have no position of promise even to record. 

I know that Princeton men will be always, and are always. 



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looked up to and trusted as few college men are, and I know 
that our class of 1901 will be no exception, but at present my 
only position of honor is being at least once of the Class of 
1 901 of Princeton, and a hard-working, greasy grind in the 
University of Michigan. 

Sincerely, 

John G. Harvey. 
<:> <:> 

RUDOLPH HASSLETON HATFIELD 

When I last heard from him, in 1902, he was with the 
American Loan and Trust Co., of Guthrie, Oklahoma, but 
circulars sent there are regularly returned by the post office^ 
marked : " Removed — address unknown." He was reported 
to be in Wichita, Kan., but some of the circulars have come 
back from there also. I don't know where he is. 

GAYLORD ROSCOE HAWKINS 

Indianapolis, July 11, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway and '01 " Students " : Since our grad- 
uation I have been here at Indianapolis. Have been vaccinated 
for a lawyer, and am now spending the time sitting in a chair 
before a desk, waiting to see if the vaccination is going to take. 
It is not itching very hard just at present, but if the seat of 
my trousers holds out I expect to be a Joseph Choate yet. 
Since the ist of January, 1904, have been associated with the 
firm of Hawkins, Smith & Hawkins, the firm being composed 
of Roscoe O. Hawkins, Horace E. Smith, and Gaylord R. 
Hawkins. Our law ofiices are at 303-308 Lemcke Building, 
Indianapolis. 

I am not married, and what is worse, at the present writing I 
have no " prospects," and there is '* nothing doing." 

In the fall of 1901 I entered the Indiana Law School here at 
Indianapolis. In May, 1903, I graduated, receiving the degree 
of Bachelor of Law. 

Have not published or caused to be published any books, 
pamphlets, or articles of any kind, character, or description. 

In politics I am still a Republican; if you don't believe it, 
ask " Water " Fort. Ever since graduation I have been con- 
nected with the organization here, doing all sorts of stunts 
from precinct committeeman on up. On March 24, 1903, I 
was appointed Deputy City Attorney, my job being to rep- 
resent the city in police court, and preserve the peace and 
dignity of the great town by prosecuting all violations of city 
ordinances. On October 13, however, we held a city election, 



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at which the Democrats won, and Hawkins lost his job. The 
only reason I relate the sad finish is that I know how the tale 
of a Democratic victory will gladden the heart of one Jimmy 
Jameson. If any of you fellows want a real, genuine, thrilling 
political story, full of heart interest and hair-raising situations, 
get " Clutchie " Akin to tell you how he ran a candidate's 
campaign for Congress out in Iowa. It is rare, I can tell you. 
This spring I was appointed to represent this congressional 
district upon the advisory committee of the Republican State 
Committee. 

Have taken no journeys " in this or foreign countries," and 
my permanent address is 303-308 Lemcke Building, Indian- 
apolis, and if you are ever here don't fail to look me up, as 
I am always glad to see a " full fun " man. Wishing you all 
the very best luck in the world, I am, as ever. 

Your classmate, 

Gaylord R. Hawkins. 

Here is another letter from '' Mark Hanna," which, though 
old, is nevertheless interesting: 

My Dear Janus : I find that I am " bad " with you to the 
extent of one bone for that Record. Now, I don't care to be 
classed with that St. Louis gang, so please find a check in- 
closed. Have been intending to remit ever since your first 
circular, but kept forgetting all the time. The Record is a 
great institution. For a grad. — what is home without a mother, 
a Record, and a bottle of Dr. Munyon's No. 41 on the shelf! 

. . . About Commencement I am sorry to say on account 
of my large (?) law practice and 900 miles of Pa. R. R. ties 
(chiefly the latter) that I am afraid you had better not reserve 
me a seat around the cannon. Of course, if something 
unexpected should happen next week whereby I could win the 
necessary, then I will be Johnny on the spot, but at present 
I have no more show than a hare-lip boy in a whistling match. 

Now for the postal card. Have been attending the Indiana 
Law School of this city. Graduate to-morrow night. As 
for my address, I am with this firm (on letterhead) and expect 
to sit around here until I starve to death. My residence 
address is The Surrey. 

I believe this squares me up with you now. 

Regretting very much my inability to be with you all next 
week, and wishing to be remembered to all the '' full of funs," 
I am, as ever, 

Your classmate, 

Gaylord R. Hawkins. 

Indianapolis, May 26, 1903. 



Letters from the Class 103 



NATHAN SCARRITT HENDRIX 

Kansas City, Mo., April 25, 1904. 
My Dear Frank : Inclosed you will find a short sketch of 
my " career " to date. Any way you can change it to make it 
more interesting or more readable will be appreciated by me. 
Don't confine yourself to the facts. Give free play to your 
imagination ! I'll be the goat. Anything for the honor of 
the class! 

Your classmate, 

Nathan S. Hendrix. 



Here is the inclosed letter : 

3242 Norledge Place, 
Kansas City, Mo., April 25, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: The story of my life since I left 
college is not highly exciting, yet there has been some action 
in the drama, and however uninteresting to the audience, the 
actor has found considerable enjoyment in it for himself. 

The summer of 1901, the year that graduated so many warm 
members from a single class into the wide world that it had 
a decided effect on the climate and gave us the hottest summer 
that ever happened, that summer, I say, I failed to find as 
many jobs opening up for me as I had fondly hoped for, and 
having an offer of free transportation to the northern end of 
Lake Michigan, I hied me thither, and spent two of the most 
delightful weeks of my life in those great forests. I mention 
this particularly because it is the only vacation I have taken 
since I left college, and as summer comes each year, I try to 
imagine that I am back there again, enjoying that hunting and 
fishing and swimming and boating. In the words of our 
honored president, it '' helps some " to cool the atmosphere 
here at home. 

While on this trip, I made the acquaintance of a Kansas 
City broker, and I was able to persuade him to take me into 
his office when I got back. I did not stay with this firm very 
long, however, as it soon became evident that there was no 
future in it for me, and I started in to make my fortune in 
real estate. I got rich so fast at this that I became alarmed. 
I was afraid that so much money would ruin my young life, 
and when an opening arose in the Ellet-Kendall Shoe Co., a 
wholesale shoe house, I eagerly grasped the opportunity, and 
have now settled down, I hope, to a steady pace. My work 
is very interesting. I rejoice in the title of Assistant Credit- 
Man, with the hope some day of leaving out '' Assistant." At 



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the last meeting of the stockholders I was elected a director 
of the company. I have been feeling quite chesty ever since. 

I am sorry to say that I cannot interest you with anything 
romantic in my career. All the romance of 1901's Kansas City 
trio (unless Gordon Beaham has been keeping something very 
dark) has been centered in the orator of the class, Gum-shoe 
Swofford. He took the oath of allegiance on April 18, and 
has since departed to the balmy breezes of California, there to 
show his fealty in a truly romantic setting. 

Wishing every one of you long life and continued happiness, 
I am. 

Your classmate, 

Nathan S. Hendrix. 

ELROY HEADLEY 

Newark, N. J., April 13, 1904. 

Dear Classmate : Since my graduation from Princeton in. 
June, 1901, I lived with my parents at 164 Main Street, East 
Orange, N. J., until December, 1903. During preceding sum- 
mers, and also during this period, I was a law student in the 
office of my father, Will C. Headley. I also attended the New 
York Law School, from which I received the degree " Bach- 
elor of Laws (with honor)" in June, 1903. I took the New 
Jersey Bar examinations in the November term, 1903, and 
passed same. On November 25, 1903, I married Miss Ethel 
Bosch Whitman of 136 William Street, E^st Orange, N. J. 
Our wedding trip included a few days at old Philadelphia, 
from which we journeyed to Trenton, where I received my 
license to practice as Attorney at Law. 

We then spent a week at Washington, D. C, and excursions 
to surrounding points of interest. 

On our return we took up our residence at 1036 Qinton 
Avenue, Irvington, N. J., my home address. 

I am now the junior partner of the law firm of W. C. & E. 
Headley, of 800 Broad Street, Newark, N. J., my business 
address. 

I have taken some interest also in local politics, being a 
member of the " Irvington Civic Committee," and also run- 
ning on the Irvington Democratic ticket for School Commis- 
sioner, and I am trying to keep my eyes open for practical 
opportunities of any kind. 

But I must be brief, and, closing with best wishes for each 
and every member of our class, I am. 

Yours truly, 

Elroy Headley '01. 

1036 Clinton Avenue, Irvington, N. J. 



Letters from the Class 105 



FRANK PHILIP HINER 

No. 406 Marilla Street, Buffalo, N. Y., 

September 20, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : I want to give you a little account 
of what I have been doing during the three years that have 
passed already since we left dear old Princeton, for I expect 
very soon to have the pleasure of reading a letter from each 
one of you. 

After leaving the college town in June, 1901, I spent about 
one year traveling in the Eastern and Southern States, doing 
advance work for an entertainment company, and incidentally 
learning a few things which were not included in the college 
curriculum. 

In September of the following year I returned to Princeton, 
and took up post-graduate w^ork in mathematics, but four 
months later accepted a position with the Lackawanna Steel 
Company of Buffalo, N. Y., where I am employed at the pres- 
ent time. 

I am still leading a bachelor's life, but I have the pleasure 
of announcing to you, my classmates, about one week before 
it will be known in my home town, my engagement to Miss 
Harriet Lake Transue of Hampton Junction, N. J. 

When you come to Buffalo inquire for me at the offices of 
the Lackawanna Steel Company. Letters sent to Asbury, 
Warren County, N. J., which is my home address, will always 
reach me. 

Your loyal classmate, 

F. P. HiNER. 

CHARLES LEBOUTILLIER HOMER 

Philadelphia, September 10, 1904. 

Dear Frank : After leaving Princeton at the end of Senior 
year I got a place with Cramp & Co. of Philadelphia, in their 
shipyards. I stayed there for about one year, working as an 
apprentice in the construction department. 

After leaving Cramps' I took a position on the Penn. R. R. 
as rodman on the Philadelphia division, stationed at Phila- 
delphia. In the office at that time were Bruce Armstrong, 
John Hood, and Dick McMillan. 

In August, 1903, I left the railroad and since then I have 
been with the brokerage firm of Henderson, Lindley & Co., 
in their Philadelphia offices, 310 Chestnut Street. 

While working at Cramps' I took a six months' course in 
finance at the Philadelphia Business College. 



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My permanent address is Washington Lane, Germantown, 
Pa. Sincerely yours, 

Chas. Le B. Homer. 

HOWARD PARMELEE HOMANS 

May 29, 1904. 
My Dear Mr. Secretary : The year following my gradu- 
ation I spent in California, and started to work in October, 
1902, for the firm of Homans Co., Brokers, where I am still 
working. 

I am not married, engaged, or with any prospects of it. 
I am not affiliated with any political organization. 
My permanent address is 308 West Seventy-fifth Street, 
New York City. 

Yours very sincerely, 

Howard P. Homans. 

JOHN MIFFLIN HOOD, JR. 

May 9, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Your postal to remind me that a letter from 
me for the class Triennial Record was due is the cause of 
these few lines. 

Few important events have transpired in my career since 
June, 1 901, so it will take but a short time to enumerate them. 

My marriage to Miss Ethel Gilpin Painter occurred last 
November, the fifth of the month. 

My business career has been notable chiefly in respect to the 
rapidity with which I change headquarters. I started out in 
Philadelphia on the Pennsylvania Railroad, and have been 
variously employed from rodman to division engineer, trav- 
ersing the territory from Pennsylvania to Louisiana in my 
various positions. I am now in business for myself in the 
engineering firm of Vanderanter & Hood; our offices went 
up in smoke during the big fire last February, but we landed 
several days later at 238 Park Avenue, and there we are 
located until the office buildings are restored. I hope you are 
enjoying good health and prosperity, and with best wishes 
for the Triennial Record, and with warmest regards, I remain, 

Sincerely yours, ' 

J. Mifflin Hood, Jr. 

1129 N. Calvert Street, Baltimore, Md. 



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WALTER EWING HOPE 

New York, September 12, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : The Lord knoweth I've delayed writing 
this epistle long enough in the hope of finding something to 
say, but I understand the very last call is out for this trip, so 
I guess you'll have to wait for any news until about the 
Vigintennial. I'm not quite sure what that last is, but I think 
'79 had one not long ago, and they seemed to like it. Meinken 
says it's a new kind of drink, and he ought to know. 

In brief, though — that's what they all say — the three years 
have passed quite uneventfully and yet very happily for me. 
(I suppose you have heard that from at least two hundred 
others — the other seventy odd being married.) I've tried 
to work pretty hard — part of the time — and I've been fortunate 
in having a mighty good time most of the time. It hasn't 
been necessary as yet to call in the police to keep the clients 
on the line, but when Lifty pays Allan Duncan that dollar he 
owes him, I have to collect a commission. Swell chance — Eh, 
what? 

For purposes of record, the cold facts are as follows : In 
August, 1901, some two months after graduation, I entered 
the office of Masten & Nichols, Attorneys and Counsellors at 
Law, 49 Wall Street, New York City. They bore up nobly 
under the circumstances, and I'm still with them. In the fall 
of the same year I entered the New York Law School, keeping 
up the office work at the same time, and completed the regular 
course in June, 1903, receiving the degree of LL. B. Later 
in the same month, I was admitted to the New York Bar, and 
for the past year have been engaged in general practice with 
the above firm. The work, particularly the practical side of it, 
has been most congenial, and I find that my enjoyment of it 
increases rather than diminishes. 

During the past year, I have been called upon to do con- 
siderable traveling, mostly upon business, visiting at some 
time or other nearly every large city east of the Mississippi, 
and some of them more than once. I was thus afforded 
splendid opportunities of seeing numerous members of the 
class, and I have had some very enjoyable sessions in conse- 
quence. I tremble to think what happened to Jack McWil- 
liams on one such occasion at St. Louis when Linn Brokaw 
endeavored to '* show us " in true Missouri fashion. Inciden- 
tally, I have had many opportunities to note the sixty-seven 
odd varieties of young married couples, and I must confess 
that such as I have seen appeared to be very happy and en- 
joying life hugely. Even Lawton didn't seem to mind the 



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increased expense, so there must be something in it. As for 
myself, I hasten to say that there is nothing doing in this 
respect, and no prospects, and judging from the present out- 
look, there will be very little change in that report at the 
Decennial. 

One of the rewards of single blessedness is the added fre- 
quency with which one is enabled to get back to Princeton. I 
have endeavored to return as often as possible, and thus far 
have not yet missed a Yale game of any kind, nor, for that 
matter, any other event of importance. In nearly every case, 
there have been a number of the class back, and these im- 
promptu reunions, together with the annual midwinter occa- 
sions in New York, have proved very enjoyable. In the three 
midwinter reunions had thus far we have had fifty-seven, 
fifty-four, and sixty-two men, respectively, which is rather a 
remarkable record for one class in one city. 

Just one word more, and I shall keep quiet for another two 
years. I have received since the Triennial Reunion a number 
of very kindly statements from different members of the class. 
I am heartily glad so many men apparently enjoyed it, and I 
am deeply grateful for the kind expressions, but I should have 
a very guilty conscience if I did not put the credit, if any, 
where it is due; for, as you well know, any success that the 
Reunion attained was due to the hard and efficient work not 
only of the committee, but of others. I need not enumerate, 
but suffice it to say, that it was the hard work of Kerr, Rogers, 
Watres, and others which made the Reunion what it was, 
and if these men can be persuaded to serve in other years, 
the class can always be assured of successful reunions. 

I trust you will have the best of luck with your Triennial 
Record, and that the men will subscribe for it in sufficiently 
large numbers to make it as great a success financially as it 
is sure to be otherwise. 

Yours faithfully, 

Walter E. Hope. 

WALTER MURDOCK HOWELL 

My Dear Classmates : Three years out of college find me 
with the same vain longing for the old campus that possessed 
me at the end of Senior year. There are certain things that 
time cannot efface, and this seems to be one of them. I am 
told that one remedy is to go to work, and it is the history of 
my life along this line that I want to tell you about. 

Shortly after Commencement I embraced a long-desired op- 
portunity to revolutionize the business methods of the cotton 



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market, and entered the office of a broker on Beaver Street, 
New York City. My ability being at once recognized, it is 
needless to say that I was soon made acquainted with all the 
inner workings of the concern, and ere long was enjoying the 
confidences of the head of the firm at his daily lunch. My 
pleasing address and qualifications as an engaging conversa- 
tionalist earned for me entire charge of the telephone switch. 
By strict attention to the details of this position I acquired an 
intimate knowledge of many transactions not entered on the 
books of the company, but the notoriety established by hand- 
some offers of competing concerns for just this information 
influenced my employers to transfer me to another position of 
still greater responsibility, that of filing letters and making 
samples. The narrow confines and continuous worry of this 
occupation affected my health to such an extent that I deter- 
mined to enter another branch of industry, a field of wider 
scope and greater usefulness, for which my natural ability 
eminently fitted me. The leave-taking was a sorrowful one. 
Entering the private office of the head of the concern, I casu- 
ally remarked that I thought perhaps another line was better 
adapted to my temperament. My employer, instantly ex- 
tending his ticker-tapered fingers, warmly grasped my hand, 
and with tears welling up in his eyes, he said in a broken voice : 
" Young man, I cannot stand in the way of your advancement, 
but never before have I had one like you in my employ, nor 
can I ever hope to do so again." As I turned to leave the 
office a thick cloud of gloom had already settled where before 
all was sunshine. I was deeply affected, and as I closed the 
door for the last time, the only sounds that reached my ears 
were the half-smothered sobs of the office boy and the sniffling 
of six prostrated typewriters. 

The next six months I devoted to regaining my lost health 
and good spirits. A part of this period, however, I used in 
the instruction of a young man anxious to keep out of college. 
The hours set aside for study passed quite pleasantly, boating 
on the lake in Central Park, fascinating spins down the avenue 
in a A'lercedes, and in pleasant intercourse with spirits con- 
genial to my charge in the neighborhood of Fifth Avenue and 
Forty-fourth Street. This employment was terminated by 
the sudden departure of the father with his family for a trip 
abroad. Refusing their kind invitation to accompany them, I 
furrowed my brows, and started on the study of the law. 
The two years' course was concluded this June, when I 
^' crossed the bar " examinations in company with several 
Princeton men in my law-school class. As my contract to 
begin legal work is not in effect until the middle of September, 
the intervening time will find me fishing and hunting in the 



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wilds of northern New Brunswick. I do not refer to the home 
of our theolog^ical classmate, the editor of the Record. Carp 
and musk rats are sometimes sought for there, but under no con- 
sideration would I trespass on the game preserves of a friend. 
I am in particular pursuit of trout, landlocked salmon, and the 
antlered folk, which combination can hardly be found much 
south of Canada. The record of this trip is likely to be pub- 
lished later in a sporting magazine over the name of the 
capable Mr. Wm. A. ,Babson, who will be one of the party. 

In closing let me wish you an increased freedom from the 
bullyings of our machine-gun finance committee and hope that 
in the future the lapses of time may be far shorter that bring 
together the 1901 Division of the cohorts of Old Nassau. 

Yours faithfully, 

Walter M. Howell. 

CLAUDE SILBERT HUDSON 

Boston, Mass., June 3, 1904. 

Dear Fellows : Glad to hear of so much success and hap- 
piness from all sides. Here's a wish that it may increase seven 
times sevenfold, and that we may grow old smilingly. 

Sorry there is nothing to say for myself. I've tried hard, 
but it's no go. That year after graduation I spent at Prince- 
ton, and the next summer went to Gottingen to study some 
physical chemistry with a fine fellow named Nernst, and then 
worked with Gustav Tammann, and later with J. H. van't 
Hoff in Berlin. Didn't get any doctor's degree, which I had 
designs on, but got a fine case of America-sickness and re- 
turned in August, 1903. Since then I've been chewing the 
rag with my old friend milk sugar at the Massachusetts Insti- 
tute of Technology, in a young research laboratory here. Next 
year I will be at Princeton trying to teach experimental phys- 
ics to Freshmen, and therefore ask you to remember me as 
you kneel in prayer at night. Will be more than pleased to 
see you. 

Cordially yours, 

HuDDY Hudson. 

PERCY CLEARY HUDSON 

Formerly with Mclntyre & Marshall, Produce Exchange, 
New York. Flis present address is reliably reported to be 
141 3 Fourth Avenue, Louisville, Ky. He never answered any 
of my communications. 



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MALCOLM SIDNEY HUEY 

Philadelphia, June 3, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: For six weeks the horror of writing a 
class letter has stood out boldly before me until I cannot stand 
the strain any longer, so here goes an account of my doings 
since June 13, 1901. 

After loafing all that summer, I started in September work- 
ing with Fred D. Macy & Co., 291 Broadway, New York, 
where I stayed for five days, earning $10 per week and spend- 
ing $50, a very poor starter on the highway to success; al- 
though in justice to myself I must confess my real reason for 
withdrawing was my father's illness. 

Upon leaving New York I at once started in with the Phila- 
delphia Electric Co., where I occupied the positions of office 
boy, solicitor, and assistant secretary to various subsidiary 
companies. In November, 1902, being in ill health, I resigned 
my position, and went to Jamaica, where I remained about a 
month. 

On my return I entered the Philadelphia office of Dewing, 
Ruggles & Mills, Bankers and Brokers. January of the pres- 
ent year, the firm dissolved partnership; Mr. Mills starting 
in for himself under the name of Mills & Co., offices 36 Wall 
Street, New York, and 123 South Fourth Street, Philadelphia. 
Yours sincerely, 

Malcolm S. Huey. 

ROBERT ANDREW HUNTER 

McCormick Theological Seminary, 

1060 N. Halsted Street, 
Chicago, April 11, 1904. 
My Dear Classmates: Don't gasp. I have simply gravi* 
tated into my proper sphere, and am supremely happy in my 
choice of a profession, and in my course of preparation at 
this school of theology. Since graduating I have had a trip 
through England and France, and at every turn found 1901 
in evidence. I also have had two years' experience in con- 
junction with the freight department of the Pennsylvania 
Railroad. 

Now I am preparing to enter the gospel ministry, and have 
degenerated into a regular " polar," and as a balance-wheel 
to my every endeavor, I must announce to you, my classmates, 
my engagement to Miss Mary E. Ireland of Philadelphia. 
Very sincerelv, 

''Bob" Hu^^TER. 



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DEWITT VERMILYE HUTCHINGS 

New York, June 7, 1904. 

Dkar Strenuous : The wife and children are well, thank 
you. Such a sentence must be all the style in the big class. 
But I can't plead guilty. I never joined. No ! no second tooth- 
brush yet touched mine on the shelf. All the slippers in the 
closet fit my feet alone. I've tried hard. For a day I became 
a tramp, hoping some kitchenmaid would take pity and peg 
beside me on the long and dusty road, for those of gentler 
blood have formed a union against me. But it was no use. 
I was told to take to the tall fence. Only the brindled pup 
could be persuaded to form an attachment. So Bill Gelston, 
" Nud," '' Don," and I still face our friend the enemy, soberly 
( ?) with courage. We make no aUiances. But I suspect 
even these three of treachery. There have been rumors about 
" Nud." Besides, when a man's business is a blend of cutting 
coupons and leading cotillions, the brand is likely to find a 
market. And Bill, they say, has assumed the role of chaperon 
to engaged couples, which, you know, would be a bit nervy; 
unless? And as for ''Don," trust him! (It's sometimes nec- 
essary for short periods.) 

As for *' mine," then, I'm listed with the '* also rans." I'm 
unattached, uncoupled, undismayed. T still speak in the sin- 
gular. There is no little face, the dread reflection of my 
own. As for " history," there ain't been none. The first year 
■out of the burg I had a position. It was a very humble posi- 
tion, indeed. I was a chalk deposit; merely a plain, everyday 
chalk deposit. But it paid well — ^being a chalk deposit. My 
contract said I was a school-teacher. But the contract didn't 
get it straight. It took the boys to accomplish that, worse 
iuck! You see, they were baseball enthusiasts at that school. 
And the boys were anxious to develop their arms. They 
practiced throwing everywhere. It seemed to give them the 
best exercise if they did it in my classroom. The only thing 
handy to throw just there was the article intended for black- 
board work. I taught geometry, and the boys became experts 
as to a straight line. Most of the year I was it. 

The second year I was at " dear old Rutgers " ; you know 
the old saying; not the ''garden-spot" one, but the one that 
sounds so heroic. Well, at the last moment I lost my nerve. 
It did seem like asking too much, really. And so I'm still 
alive ! It was a very interesting year, though. I was the 
second football team. That doesn't sound modest, but it's true, 
almost. There were three others on it with me, to be accurate. 
It was this way : There weren't enough men for two teams 



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usually, so they'd line up the first, and then they'd form a 
defense of the four remaining men, a guard, a tackle (your 
humble), an end, and a half. This was the scrub. The Var- 
sity would take the ball, and for fifteen or twenty minutes 
would indulge in offensive work. Of course all the plays were 
run toward one side of center, the side on which the scrub 
stood. It seemed best to arrange it that way. After this 
fifteen or twent>' minutes the Varsity was given a few mo- 
ments' rest. The scrub was then shifted to the other side of 
center and the former work was repeated against the new 
defense. Next the scrub practiced breaking through the Var- 
sity. If it scored, the Varsity took the ball. Finally, the 
scrub was put to running back kicks, while the Varsity men 
tackled the runner. It was great fun, and the first team be- 
came in time wonderfully proficient. We never got far run- 
ning back kicks. 

This last year I've lived next to the Presbyterian Hospital 
in New York. I had worked rather hard the year before, and 
it seemed advisable. Besides I was at Union Seminary. When 
first I heard the name it had attracted me. It revived those 
hopes on account of which I had assumed the role of a tramp. 
But I was again doomed to disappointment. I found out after 
matriculation that it wasn't co-ed after all. The name stood 
for something else. 

So, I am still 

Yours unconditionally, 

Hutch. 

ROBERT STEVENS HYDE 

La Crosse, Wis., May 7, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : On leaving college after Commence- 
ment, I went to Portland, Ore., and entered the employ of the 
Wind River Lumber Co., at Cascade Locks, Ore., and was 
employed as assistant foreman in the woods. I tried buying 
timber lands in Oregon during the remaining part of 1901 
and 1902, until June. Then an attack of appendicitis relieved 
me of getting done up worse than I had already been by 
timber sharks. 

I returned to La Crosse, Wis., in June, 1902, and have re- 
mained there since in business with the S. Y. Hyde Elevator 
Co., serving as treasurer; also I am secretary and treasurer 
of the Wisconsin Leaf Tobacco Co., and President of the La 
Crosse Wool & Fur Co. 

I was married on December 30, 1903, at La Crosse, Wis., 
to Ella Frances Medary of La Crosse. 



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Since leaving college I have traveled in California, Oregon, 
Washington, Colorado, Florida, and the Bahama Islands. My 
permanent address is La Crosse, Wis. 

I have been very unfortunate in meeting very few members 
of the greatest class, and in not being able to return to Prince- 
ton during the past three years, but I am hoping that the future 
will throw me in closer contact with these good things. 
Very sincerely yours, 

R. S. Hyde. 

FRANK DEKLYN HUYLER 

New York, September 19, 1904. 
My Dear Frank: After leaving college on June 8, 1900, 
I entered the firm of Huyler's, manufacturers of Chocolate 
and Bonbons, as assistant secretary and treasurer. The fol- 
lowing year I was elected secretary and treasurer, which posi- 
tion I still hold. 

On January 7, 1903, I married Miss Jemima Thrall of New 
York, at All Souls' Church, New York City. We have a child, 
a son, Frank DeKlyn Huyler, Jr., born January 11, 1904. 

After October i, 1904, we will reside at 38 West Ninety- 
sixth Street, New York City. 

Yours faithfully, 

Frank DeK. Huyler. 

SAMUEL HARVEY lAMS 

He is studying medicine at the University of Pennsylvania, 
living in the University dormitories. His home is iWaynes- 
burg. Pa. 

JAMES IMBRIE 

New York, July 22, 1904. 
Dear Frank: It seems as if such a letter of biography 
must be a rather formal one and uninteresting; those hap- 
penings that we know to be eventful for ourselves seem not 
worth the mentioning to another. I started working the July 
of 1901 with William Morris Imbrie & Co., Bond and Stock 
Brokers of 45 Broadway, and, as this letter-head tells you, still 
remain there. I was married the 15th of April, 1903, to Marie 
McCrea Pritchett of Philadelphia, and in the Reunion Parade 



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this spring wheeled a doll in the baby carriage representing 
James Imbrie, Jr., born the 6th of January, 1904. Since leav- 
ing college I have moved from South Orange to Englewood, 
N. J., and have recently started building a house there on 
Palisade Avenue — when finished there is a standing invitation 
to all 1 90 1 men to accept hospitality at that address. High 
positions I have not attained to, nor had greatness thrust upon 
me in any form, so cannot jot this down, as you suggest. 
Will try and do better in future to make my autobiography 
another time more interesting. 
My very best to you, Frank. 

As ever, 



Jim Imbrie, 



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MALCOLM IMBRIE 



1204 Eighth Street, 
Altoona, Pa., September 13, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: After your noble efforts with pen, plac- 
ards, and electricity, I think you certainly deserve an auto- 
biography of the " Heathen." And as this is to be the history 
of a plain, ordinary railroad man, I will get right down to the 
facts. 

Knowing full well that once in the railroad vacation days 
would be few and far between, I decided to have one more good 
holiday of the old-fashioned sort before plunging in medias 
P. R. R. res. So it was not until the nth of September, 1901, 
that I entered the shops at Wilmington. 

The life of a Special Apprentice is sure enough a strenuous 
one ; for it is early to bed and still earlier to rise ; two things 
which I never either preached or practiced in my Princeton 
days. The course lasts four years ; and the work is dirty, phys- 
ically hard, and once in a while accompanied with an accident 
more or less serious. On the other hand, the work is con- 
stantly changing and full of interest. A good deal of it is 
done out of doors, and the ardent Special comes to know the 
boiling point in summer and the freezing point in winter. I 
spent nine months in Wilmington, during which I managed to 
pick up information various and sundry. 

At the end of the nine months, suddenly and without warn- 
ing — a thing which one in railroad work soon comes to regard 
the normal way — I was ordered to report at Altoona, where 
the largest shops are located. Here I have been ever since, 
excepting for occasional trips to other cities on company 
business. For the Special Apprentice is not only instructed 
in shop work, but from time to time is assigned to what is 



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known as special work, in order the better to prepare him for 
his future work. From one of these I have just returned. 
Possibly you know that the P. R. R. has a large plant at the 
St. Louis Exposition for testing engines. As there are engines 
there from Europe as well as America, an unusual oppor- 
tunity is afforded to apply scientific tests to a great variety 
of engines besides those from the shops of the P. R. R. Com- 
pany. I was fortunate enough to be one of the Special Ap- 
prentices selected to go to St. Louis in connection with this 
work. iWhile business is business, and play only a secondary 
consideration, a happy combination of the two is never out of 
place, and so, though most of the time was taken up with the 
tests, we did not shun the rest of the Exhibition, not even 
excepting the Pike. In fact, I may say that we left no stone 
unturned for four months to get all we could out of the 
sainted city. 

We have here in Altoona a railroad golf club with a host 
of zealous golfers. From time to time we have team matches 
with various other golf clubs within hailing distance. During 
every summer there is a week of jollification known as Tour- 
nament Week, when golf and tennis are played from early 
morn to dewy eve. A year ago I had the luck to reach the 
semi-finals; but this year I had to content myself with a far 
less brilliant halo. But we all had a good time. To this I 
should add that the little town of Hollidaysburg, only six 
miles away by trolley, affords opportunities for fussing. 

Married, did you say? No, and no immediate or even dis- 
tant prospects of such an event. The spirit, they say, is often 
willing, but the flesh weak. In this case, however, neither the 
spirit nor the flesh is willing. For the maid has not yet risen 
above the horizon ; and I am also afraid that the Special Ap- 
prentice pay would hardly provide alimony in case of divorce. 

In conclusion, I confess that I owe you a very humble 
apology for my part in bankrupting you for stamps and note- 
paper. Hoping to see you soon at the Game of Games at 
old Princeton, as ever. 

Sincerely yours, 

Malcolm Imbrie. 

FRANK CADWALLADER IRISH 

One reply a year is his limit. He lives at home, 6906 Penn 
Avenue, Pittsburg, and is with the Real Estate Trust Co., at 
311 Fourth Avenue, Pittsburg. His reply to annual circular 
No. 3 came September 28, 1903. Since that, nothing. 



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JAMES WALKER JAMESON 

Antrim, N. H., August 8, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : Since we separated three years, 
ago I have spent most of my time in New York City studying 
medicine at the College of Physicians and Surgeons, from 
which place I expect to get my degree next year. We had 
quite a representation from our class at first, but for different 
reasons our number has diminished, until now we are but 
seven. 

I left Princeton the Friday after we graduated, but returned 
the foUowmg week to help Dick Elkins pack his books. Since 
then I have occasionally visited the Burg, but it has not seemed 
the same as it did in the good old days when Mark Hanna 
Hawkins and Charlie Skirm were boys together. 

Like our fast diminishing majority, I am neither married 
nor engaged, and have no prospect of being in either predica- 
ment at present. 

I have done nothing since leaving college, except study 
medicine, and consequently have nothing of interest to tell 
you. 

My permanent address is Antrim, N. H. 

Wishing you all success, I am, 

Very sincerely, 

James W. Jameson. 

^> ^> 
FRANK LATIMER JANEWAY 

78 Easton Avenue, New Brunswick, N. J., 

June 17, 1904. 

Dear Mr. Secretary : I know only too well the provo- 
cations of your office, and so I shall not postpone this letter 
any longer. 

There were a few of us who lingered in Princeton for some 
more work after the rest of the class had gone. Among these 
were Father Glassmeyer, Mackie, White, '* Jigs " Little, Wil- 
son, E. J., Miller, A. M., " Tush Fudge," Griswold, Corre- 
spondent Bowlby, and your humble servant. The official 
capacity of this last was to join the rest of the remnant in 
giving the place a tone, and to serve the Philadelphian Society 
as its General Secretary, — and incidentally to crack to each 
returning bunch of his classmates his little joke about Stafford 
Little giving $100,000 to build an addition to Little Hall rather 
than another dormitory, because he preferred to have one big 
hall to two little halls, and then after the building was finished 



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he found that he had only one Little Hall after all. (Ha! 
Ha!) My leisure moments were spent in telling the under- 
g-raduates how different things were when we were in college. 
Also I did work enough, or, better, I took enough courses in 
two years to warrant the Faculty granting me the degree of 
Master of Arts. The rest of my time was given up to writing 
circulars to my classmates, editing the First Annual Record of 
our class, recording engagements, marriages, and births 
(which came so fast that they had to shorten the route of my 
letter carrier), and denying the rumors that I was engaged 
persistently and periodically started by — guess! Who else 
than Fentress ! But they were two of the most enjoyable and 
profitable years of my life. They made me appreciate my 
undergraduate sins of omission, and they formed an appro- 
priate capstone to the four years preceding. Furthermore, it 
was a privilege to be on the spot and see Princeton progress 
both in her institutional efficiency and in the tone of her 
campus life, and to see such a large proportion of fine men 
developing rapidly from immaturity into a manhood which 
gave such promise of future usefulness. 

The past year I have been studying at Union Theological 
Seminary, in company with D. V. Hutchings and Rusty Coale. 
On the instigation of Schuyler Smith of the Citizens' Union, 
Hutch and I essayed one night to exhort our " fellow citizens," 
who gathered around a cart on the corner of Third Avenue 
and Forty-seventh Street, to vote for Low and keep the grafters 
out. It was hard to oppose our own MbClellan '86, but the 
situation was parallel to the Princeton Democracy in the fall 
of 1900, when Jameson and Brewer held a memorable mass 
meeting in Alexander Hall, and packed the horseshoe seats 
with delegates from 'Spoon Street. We could stand for Jim 
and Johnny, but we couldn't stand for their crowd. ,Well, 
the silver-tongued prodigy of Bow Mackenzie was in his old- 
time Lawrenceville form that night, and he handed out some 
great eloquence and rhetoric about *' our beloved city, the 
cynosure of the eyes of the world; keep her fair name un- 
stained, etc.," and " Social Democracy : perhaps an issue later, 
but don't waste your vote on it this year, etc." The crowd 
was his till some impertinent cynic on the curb asked Hutch 
how long he had been a voter — and this was an embarrassing 
question; for Hutch was a citizen of New Jersey (lucky boy!) 
and could not vote in New York at all. But he got back at 
the knocker somehow, and then withdrew to prove himself 
the poor man's friend at another meeting on First Avenue. 
The enemy had broken up this meeting with stones before 
Hutch arrived, which doubtless lost the election for Low, for 
a man can't do much in only one speech. But what other 



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result could you expect when it was Columbia against Prince- 
ton! 

Mr. Secretary, my permanent address heads this letter. 
That is my country seat, and here I resort between sessions to 
enjoy the rural charm of this Garden Spot of New Jersey, 
and to let the gentle, invigorating, fragrant zephyrs wafted 
from the waves of the Old Raritan fan my furrowed brow. 
And I find hope in the thought that from the days of Saul 
and David and Cincinnatus and Abraham Lincoln even unto 
the days of our Dr. Jameson and John McWilliams and Rod- 
man Schaff the rural districts have produced more than their 
quota of great men. 

Good-by, Mr. Secretary. I am sorry that you are going to 
resign, for I know how much you enjoy your job, and that 
you do not give up the work without real sorrow at the sep- 
aration. But I am confident that the class will not suffer by 
your action. 

Your unofficial self, 

F. L. Janeway. 

BERT DAY JOHNSON 

Powers P. O., near Hibbing, Minn., 

June 21, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Perhaps I am not too late to write a short 
letter for the Triennial Record. My delay has been unavoid- 
able unless I had written just after receiving your first notice, 
for I have been in the wilderness since. To-morrow I go out 
again, for perhaps a month. The scores by which Yale was 
vanquished and by which Harvard gamely succumbed are all 
unknown to me. 

The main fact of my three years' work has been that I came 
here, West. I was working in New York in the office of a 
carpet factory, when one hot Monday morning I read that many 
men were needed to get in the wheat-crop harvest. Always 
of a sympathetic nature, I hated to think of hungry mouths 
having to do without bread, and so determined to help harvest 
that crop. Perhaps, too, I was tired of New York, and rather 
dissatisfied there — at any rate I was in Dakota on the Thursday 
after getting the idea, and worked more than two months. 
This was my first, and has been my last attempt at manual labor, 
although I came since to a region that is wilder than Dakota, 
the lumber woods of Minnesota. I have been time-keeper and 
supply clerk in a winter camp and in one summer log-driving 
camp on a river, and will go to another river to-morrow for 
the same work. These last two positions have shown me 



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work of a sort almost unbelievably dangerous and exciting-. 
Merely to ride a log in the water is difficult, and the rivermen, 
from this disadvantage point, do hard work. They have to be 
athletic fellows all ; some I have seen would have been good 
men at football. To hard work and danger add long hours 
and exposure ; you have to work hard to find the equal of it. 

Chronologically, my three years have been divided as fol- 
lows : One year and a half in New Brunswick, N. J. ; six 
months in New York City; one year in the West, Dakota and 
Minnesota. All in all, 1 like the West. When coming here, I 
thought of seeing the lumber woods because I had had an 
idea of going back to school and studying forestry. But 
whether or not I follow this idea out, the whole trip has been 
good. 

Many a time from the tenth to the fourteenth I thought of 
you men at the Triennial, and you may believe I would have 
gladly been with you. I hope that everything was a great 
success, and am now looking forward to the Quinquennial. 

Yours truly, 

Bert Day Johnson. 

ROSWELL JOHNSON 

lOO William Street, New York, May 24, 1904. 

Mr. F. L. Janeway, Sec'y : Your '' Third Alarm " has at 
last had the desired effect, you see, and has aroused me to a 
realizing sense of my duties. 

Those of our class who remember me will recall me as a 
Freshman only, and I regret to say that I have never been 
anything else in college. I was obliged to leave Princeton 
at the end of Freshman year, but not until I had enjoyed for 
the first time the privilege of wearing the orange and the 
black in the memorable Sophomore Pee-rade in June, 1898. 

My first year after leaving college was spent as " gentleman 
of leisure,'' in an effort to recuperate from my diligent (?) 
attention to my studies during Freshman year. 

In the spring of 1899 I started out in business in the employ 
of Messrs. Faulkner Page & Co. (Dry Goods), 58 Worth 
Street, New York City, where I received the munificent salary 
of $3 per. iWhile there I became an adept in the art of filling 
ink-wells, dusting off desks, etc. After a year or more of this 
sort of work, it began to grow rather monotonous, and I ac- 
cordingly decided to cast my lot once more with the " Sons of 
Rest." 

While a member of the above organization I took a short 
course in Butler's Business College, Yonkers, N. Y., and in 



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July, 1 90 1, the Fates led me into the office of the New York 
Underwriters Agency (Fire Insurance), 100 William Street, 
New York, where I have been ever since, and where they 
now call me assistant cashier. 

I notice one of the questions on your examination paper 
reads, " Married ? " I shall have to answer this question in 
the negative, but I might mention incidentally that I am 
planning to leave the realms of single blessedness about the 
1st of September. The name of the young lady in question is 
Miss Helen A. Brown of Ossining, N. Y. We have a small 
but cozy little cottage now in course of erection on Prospect 
Avenue, Ossining, which will be my permanent address after 
October i, and where I should be most happy to see any of 
the fellows who are in that vicinity. 

Hoping that I have not occupied too much of the valuable 
space in the Record, I am, 

Yours very truly, 

RoswELL Johnson. 
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SAMUEL THOMAS DAY JONES 

Sam wrote me in August promising that he would write 
his letter for the Record shortly — but it never came. His 
present residence and permanent address are Prince's Bay, 
N. Y. He is practicing law in the office of Edwin T. Hosmer, 
32 Nassau Street, New York. 

^^ ^^ 
PHINEAS JONES 

Newark, N. J., July 22, 1904. 

Dear Frank: Your well-deserved jar just received, and 
I'm sorry, but it's hard work to make an interesting autobi- 
ography until after you've done something to set the world on 
fire. 

Started right in on the fire game after graduating by enter- 
ing the P. R. R. as a civil engineer in name, and a day laborer 
in pay. After trying that for a couple of years and not having 
been offered the president's job, decided that it was a better 
scheme to start in business. Father having very kindly offered 
my brother and myself a partnership in Phineas Jones & Co., 
vehicle wheel manufacturers, started in on August i, 1903, 
as an embryo merchant prince. Having always had a few 
round ones up above, that was easy. So now have settled 
down into a staid old business man, but not too staid to get back 
to every Reunion of the best four years I ever had. 

As for your second helping suggestion about wife and chil- 



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dren, I'm ashamed to admit it, and with such a good example, 
too, but it's all a blank. 

Talking about studies in other institutions, you're up against 
the real thing when you start in on the study of how to 
succeed. You can get more problems out of that than ge- 
ometry, trigonometry, and calculus (infinitesimal or differ- 
ential) all combined. When I graduate from that there will 
be yearly reunions at Princeton and no Triennial Records to 
write for. 

Feeling much better, having finished that spasm, I am, 
as ever, 

Your classmate, 

Phin Jones. 

Permanent address: Care of Phineas Jones & Co., 301 
Market Street, Newark, N.J. 

CLARK SILLIMAN JUDD 

Torrington, Conn'., May 10, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : " Don't abbreviate ! " Well, no, in 
my case there's little enough of importance to tell without 
cutting it short in the least. The warning should have been, 
'' Don't exaggerate ! " to have point here. However, here's 
how it happened that I got stowed away up in New England 
with no other Princeton man that I can hear of in the same 
county. 

To begin with it was a hard task to find out what I was 
cut out for any way. There being more or less of a difference 
of opinion on the subject, I begged the question by going back 
to Princeton for a fifth year as Boudinot Fellow in History. 
It was a very enjoyable year, too, though times seemed dif- 
ferent without the class there. But it was a good chance to 
tidy up what stock of learning I had acquired. By the time 
the Commencement of 1902 came round, bringing with it a 
Master in Arts degree for me, I had decided to hunt for my 
pot of gold in the brass business, so the second week in July 
of that year found me trying mill life up here in the Torring- 
ton mill of the Coe Brass Mfg. Co. They gave me a good, 
stiff trying out the first two months, but being on to their 
game I stayed right with them, and in the fall was given a 
place as an assistant to the foreman of the rolling department. 
There I am yet, trying to get a practical knowledge of the 
sheet brass business with as good an opportunity to do so 
as could be asked. 

As for politics and matrimony, neither has troubled my 
existence. So there are no adventures in that line to relate. 



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In fact, on patient review of the last three years this seems 
to be all the story. So I'll close, with the reminder that letters 
addressed to me in care of the Coe Brass Mfg. Co., Torrington, 
Conn., will always reach me. 
With kind regards to all, 

Clark S. Judd. 



LOUIS EMERY KATZENBACH 

May 5, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : It does not seem to be three years 
since we left the burgh, but I suppose it is, with the Reunion 
committee out gunning for funds and making preparations 
for our Triennial. 

The comptroller's office of the New York Central & Hudson 
River Railroad Company saw me three days after graduation, 
but I managed to get the office swept up in time that Saturday 
to go to see the Yale game. Great recreation; relieved my 
mind of business cares. When August came around I had a 
chance to go to Europe for a month, so naturally I went for 
the rest, after such a busy season of railroading. It was quite 
a job to see that all the cars were coupled securely before 
starting for the Pan-American Exposition. 

That office has now changed its name to auditor's — not that 
I had anything to do with changing it — and I am still there 
working along the statistical line of railroad accounts. We 
had quite a 1901 Princeton Club there with Bol Badgley, Pete 
Morrow, Charlie Meinken, and myself, all in the same office. 
Charlie has gone, and now there are only three glue bottles 
a-hangin' on, that's all. 

Cal Fentress always thought it a great joke when I used the 
word " cozy," and said I hoped some day to have a " cozy " 
little hom.e, but I have it now, and hope to hang on to it, 
despite the fact that our dignified Secretary thought it neces- 
sary to sit over the heater all the time he was here over a 
holiday last winter. 

Miss Mary Whittredge and I were married November 7, 
1903, and are living at 17 Crescent Avenue, Summit, N. J. 
For the benefit of our Secretary and any other classmates who 
care to favor me, I might say that any communications, ex- 
cept duns, addressed to me at Summit, N. J., are pretty certain 
to be received. 

Your sincere classmate, 

L. Emery Katzenbach. 



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GEORGE WASHINGTON KEHR 

Marion, Ind., April lo, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: Your welcome letter just received, and 
it gives me pleasure to comply with your request for infor- 
mation for your Triennial Record. My occupations have taken 
me over a big part of the country, and I have been privileged 
to see, meet, and know all kinds of people. My work has been 
almost entirely along business lines, which has not given me 
time to enter into politics or consider marriage very seriously. 
The Harrisburg Shoe Mfg. Co., Harrisburg, Pa., and the 
National Sweeper Co., Marion, Ind., have claimed most of 
my services. The nature of my work at both places has been 
along advertising and sales lines, or, in other words, business- 
building. I never think the time spent at college was wasted, 
for I believe a man can adapt himself to almost any condi- 
tions if he has a mind to, and education helps him to do this. 

I know of very little of the doings of the class since grad- 
uation, but I have noted most of the men, as far as my knowl- 
edge will permit, have been holding their own. 

The future of our class seems bright. I believe our men 
are endowed with a purpose to succeed, and I watch all publi- 
cations and advertising matter with the hope of seeing some 
familiar name to indicate Princeton 1901. This is not all in 
vain, for occasionally I do see a Princeton man's name, which 
nearly always stimulates a sense of pride in me. 

In business, unlike the other professions, a man's future is 
uncertain. He may be all to-day, nothing to-morrow. His 
plans may be clear, yet not work out according to his wishes. 
I presume that all of my classmates are ambitious to reach 
the highest point in their respective lines of work, and I believe 
this is an excellent trait. This is what stimulates us on to our 
best efforts. If we fail, well there is consolation in that song 
we sing, " The Orange and the Black," '' Though our dearest 
hopes betray us, false fortunes fall away, still we'll banish 
care and sadness as we turn our memories back, and recall 
those days of joy and gladness, 'neath the Orange and the 
Black." 

Respectfully yours, 

Geo. W. Kehr. 

GILBERT WALKER KELLY 

Washington, D. C, May 10, 1904. 
Dear Janus : My plans and doings since the big gradu- 
ation have more or less centered about the one questionable 
habit I have contracted in the past three years — I don't mean 



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matrimony, but rheumatism, the inflammatory kind, the brand 
that, Hke the Quaker Oats' smile, " Won't Come Off." 

When the class scattered for the first time, I had made up 
my mind to study law, and, as a means of carrying out that 
plan, accepted an opportunity to coach the University of 
Tennessee football team. My intention was to leave Knox- 
ville after the season closed and enter Harvard Law School. 
However, I had been in Tennessee only about three weeks, 
when I landed in bed with the rheumatism in my left knee 
and right ankle. 

All I saw of Knoxville after that was a ten by eight ceiling 
— restful, but monotonous. Altogether, an experience calcu- 
lated to make a " Don't W^orry Club " turn peevish. 

I was able to reach home in December, and spent the rest 
of that winter nursing my joints. 

The next fall, I entered Columbian Law School, in this 
city, and have still one more year of legal education before 
me. There are a number of Princeton men here, studying law 
— Julius Baldwin of our class among them. 

In addition to the law work, I have been teaching history in 
the Central High School, and incidentally cherishing the tender 
youth of this Capitol City, all of which keeps me too busy 
even for joining the " 1901 Happy Fireside Company, Un- 
limited." 

Like a good many other fellows who study law, I have not 
yet decided what community I shall permanently favor with 
my " legal attainments." Bill Brady has settled down to prac- 
tice in this city, and has such a prosperous look (I understand 
that he even expects to clothe himself, next year, with his 
professional income) that I may be led to follow his example, 
and remain in Washington. 

At present my address is 2702 Thirteenth Street, Northwest, 
where I should be very glad to see any of the fellows who 
may be passing this way. 

Wishing you the greatest success with the class Record, 
Yours in the bond of 1901, 

Gilbert W. Kelly. 

^> <^ 
CLARENCE DILWORTH KERR 

Englewood, N. J., June i, 1904. 
Dear Classmates : It may not be a very easy job for our 
Secretary to send out a '* how-to-make-your-letter-easy-to- 
write " circular, but it is a sight easier than to answer it unless 
you have been relieving legations like Harry Lay, or raising 
families like '' Marsh " Gillette, " Clutchy " Akin, and the 



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majority of our class. Others will have experiences to tell o£ 
not so pleasing a character, like John McWilliams, who was 
elected Alderman of Odell two years ago on the Prohibition 
ticket, but in the meantime his temperance friends got wind 
of his reputation as we knew him, and it was all off when he 
tried to run for re-election this spring. 

For three years I have been up at the Columbia Law School 
watching '' Pop " Belden and " Alex " Smith giving an exhi- 
bition of how a Law Review and incidentally the Law School 
ought to be run. The only event worthy of note — besides 
getting away from Columbia — was that last November the 
bar examiners mixed me up with another Clarence Kerr, and 
passed me with a good character. My poor namesake never 
recovered, and he also passed (away) as a result. At present 
all the prominent law firms in New York are fighting to secure 
my services, and as I don't want to seem partial I shall probably 
join the one that needs my name the most to bolster up its 
reputation, and will magnanimously refuse to accept any re- 
muneration (beyond $3 per). 

Some of the inquiries embarrass me, as I am not aware of 
having any wife or children, although I occasionally get some 
millinery bills for Mrs. C. D. Kerr, but I don't think that is 
strong enough evidence to convict me, nor enough to make 
me apply for one of those baby carriages in the great P-rade. 

Just think. Fellow Bachelors, what we'll be up against at 
Commencement this year. Our Benedict Classmates will be 
there in force, and we will learn that '' Sal," Jr., has grown a 
new hair, or that young " John " can open and shut its eyes, 
or that " Clutchy IL" has pulled out the rest of her Pa's hair. 
How the fond fathers will hot air on their state of married 
bliss by the yard (Spence's backyard) measure. Think of 
most of the " Grand Old Guard ' ' turning into mere models of 
domesticity or animated Brooklyn go-carts, and all the satis- 
faction they will give will be to tell us to '' hop in, fellows, 
the water's fine." 

Merely as a suggestion for those disappointed fathers who 
are wondering how in creation they can send their daughters 
to Princeton — get a millionaire like Vincent K. Findlay, John 
Van Lear Findlay, Jr., or whatever his name happens to be 
at present, who '' has trouble in spending his income," to 
found a Woman's Annex, or revive Evelyn, and then you won't 
have to grieve over your daughters missing the advantages 
that their dads enjoyed. 

Well, here's to the success that our Triennial is bound to 
be, and to all other 1901 reunions wherever two or three of us 
may be gathered together. We may not have been the greatest 
athletic class that ever graduated, but we certainly line up 



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somewhere near the top of the Hst when it comes to the thing 
that is spoken of as " Princeton spirit." 

Faithfully yours, 

" C. D." Kerr. 

The Secretary's appeals to the Lane Brothers fell on deaf 
ears, but not so with their mother, who kindly sent the fol- 
lowing data. Neither of them has answered a communication 
for a year. 

ALEXANDER McGILL LANE 

left the University during the second half of Freshman year. 
Since then has been engaged in newspaper work in New York 
City, and literary work at home. Is at present working tem- 
porarily as assistant engineer on the construction of a new 
trolley line in Maryland. Not married — no present prospect. 
Permanent address: 150 Piospect Street, Hagerstown, Md. 

CHARLES SETH LANE, JR. 

graduated in June, 1901. Entered the Trust Company of New 
Jersey in Hoboken, N. J., in the fall of 1901. Remained there 
for two years. Has been with Cuyler Morgan & Co., 44 Pine 
Street, New York City, since September, 1903. 

Not married. 

Permanent address : 124 Mercer Street, Jersey City, N. J. 

JAMES SMYLIE KINNE 

Dear Frank and Classmates : On this day, the 9th of 
April, 1904, in the village of Delawanna, N. J., I begin my 
three years' life's history. After leaving dear old Princeton 
I spent part of the time at Syracuse, N. Y., part at Pocono 
Mt., Pa., and part at home. On August 19, 1901, I began 
my first business career — jewelry, with the Frank T. May Co., 
31 East Seventeenth Street, New York City. I continued 
there that season, and summered at Mt. Desert Island, Me., 
taking occasional trips to the berg, and of course, taking in 
the Yale football and baseball games. During the fall — that 
of 1902 — I began to hear of promiscuous (?) engagements 
and marriages throughout the class, and began to feel lonely 
— and thoughtful. .Well, another winter and summer saw me 
at the same old post — making and selling jewelry. During 
the summer of 1902 I took a little rest (?) at Westhampton, 
L. I., returning sunburned — not " burnt " as some might sup- 



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pose. A little after the first of the year 1904 I decided that 
Carnegie needed a few more followers, and the first of April 
I came down here to Delawanna and engaged at manual labor 
with the Cooper, Wig & Cooke Co., Steel Castings. As I 
sit here writing and thinking of our grand Triennial I can 
hear the frogs singing and the tree toads warbling, recalling 
to my mind the spring evenings on the steps of old North, 
w^hen Bamman warbled and yodled. I wonder if I will see 
3^ou all in June. May the Fates so decide it, and bring back 
to us that wayward Dry Dock McCurdy. How I would like 
to spend the evening at Mr. Bave's residence, drinking in the 
songs and cool breezes — these inspiring beverages not to be 
forgotten, and then to go down Nassau Street, and call on 
Mr. Renwick, or eat a thousand beans at the dog-wagon, think- 
ing only, shall I say, of our lecture of the Morrow. Oh! 
Shady Busch and loud mocking Piel, where are ye! and 
" Ducky," who always had his provender so ready, '' on the 
fire." Alas, men, we must wait until our Triennial to enjoy 
all these things to the limit. Farewell, then, comrades, and 
here's to you all. 

'' TURP " KiNNE. 

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ROBERT DONNELL LARABIE 

My Dear Classmates : Some of us are now about as far 
away from our Alma Mater as it is possible, in miles, to be, but 
as the distance increases so do the bonds of fellowship and 
love tighten — we all love the memory of the same old days — 
the same life which we as classmates enjoyed together. Fel- 
lows of '01, I salute you. 

After leaving the old town I spent three years banking at 
my home in Deer Lodge, Mont. Since last June I have been 
with the Western Baking Co. of Portland, Ore., which com- 
pany still endures my services. I try to be friends with the 
fair ones, but am still with the majority of the glorious class, 
though at the present rate the majority will soon be the 
minority. 

I have won no crowns, nor have I any medals for life-saving, 
but continue to earn my daily bread with the bunch of hungry 
faces. 

Any member of '01 who should come to Portland will please 
make it known by giving the '01 cheer all over town, until 
Jack Mackie or I hear him. 

My permanent address is Deer Lodge, Mont. ; present one, 
care Western Baking Co., Portland, Ore. 

To classmates of '01 I extend my best wishes for success. 

R. D. Larabie. 



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CARL STEWART LAWTON 

St. Louis, June zy, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : Your dainty little epistle reached me 
this morning, and the only excuse I can offer is the hard 
times. It is something awful this providing for a large family, 
and having to keep one's nose to the grindstone every minute 
of the day, and to make matters worse I sometimes think how 
much easier it would be if I could collect what, in the gener- 
osity of my simple nature, I have loaned to grasping individ- 
uals; now, for instance, that dollar I lent Duncan in Sopho- 
more year; I never expect to see it again, and I don't mind 
offering you seventy-five cents of it if you will collect same. 
If possible, wire me your answer. 

As to questions : Married ; Fire Insurance Agent ; residence, 
5206 Morgan Street; business address. Century Building; no 
children yet, and no news ; only don't forget about that dollar. 
Yours as ever, 

" LiFTY." 

[The Class Secretary was too busy to undertake such a task 
as Lifty requests, despite the generous commission.] 

AUSTIN LEAKE, JR. 

New York, June 7, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Since leaving college, I have only held down 
two positions, both of which have been in connection with 
the Rapid Transit tunnel in New York. 

In October, 1901, I went with the Rapid Transit Subway 
Construction .Co., in the capacity of second assistant engineer, 
on the deep tunnel section, where I stayed until March, 1902, 
when the Sicilian Asphalt Paving Co. of New York made me 
a good offer, and with them I have been to date, acting in 
the capacity of engineer. My work has been chiefly looking 
after their interests on the subway, where they have a large 
sub-contract. I feel assured that my opportunity for advance- 
ment is very good. 

On June 18, 1903, I was married by the Rev. James Hunter 
'89, in the Anderson Memorial Church, Bronx, to Mabel 
Lenore Mitchell of New York, and assisted by Charlie Rob- 
bins, Harry Schenck, and Schuyler Park. We had a very 
pleasant trip through the Great Lakes to Duluth, Minn., and 
return, stopping off at Niagara Falls. 

In the following December took up housekeeping at 274 



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West 140th Street, Manhattan, which will be my permanent 
address until further notice. 

Our happiness was augmented considerably by the arrival 
on May 20 last of Austin Leake III., who takes his place as 
one of the youngest members of our glorious class. Hoping 
that each and every one in the class is enjoying the same degree: 
of happiness as is my lot, I am, as ever, 

Your classmate, 

Austin Leake, Jr. 

HARRY RANDOLPH LAY 

It is a shame that Harry persisted in refusing to write a 
letter for this book, for he has had probably more '' experi- 
ence " to tell about than anyone else in the class. 

He entered the United States Marine Corps in 1899 as- 
Second Lieutenant, and was assigned to service in the East. 
He served in the China Relief Expedition and Campaign in 
1900, and was promoted to First Lieutenant, July 22 of that 
year. He served also in the campaigns in Northern Luzon 
and in the Samar campaign, being in the detachment sent to 
the rescue of the survivors of the massacre of the 9th Infantry 
in Balangiga, Samar. He returned to this country about a 
year ago, and last winter was in the office of the Judge Advo- 
cate of the Navy in Washington. His permanent address is 
care of Navy Department, Washington, D. C. His residence^ 
at last reports was Stoneleigh Court, Washington. 

CLARENCE ROSCOE LEE 

Wilkes-Barre, Pa., July 20, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Your last personal appeal is irresistible. The 
only excuse for this long delay is that there is absolutely 
nothing new to tell you. I am still holding down a desk at the 
above address (Hart, Lee & Co., Wholesale Grocers) ; am 
still living at No. 79 West Union Street, and (to quote John 
Brewer) no ruby lips have as yet murmured the fateful " yes " 
for me. If you can use the above information as a space-killer 
in your Record you are perfectly welcome to do so. 

Yours truly, 

Clarence Roscoe Lee. 

Please get my first name correct in the Record this year. 
Not that I am overly proud of the name, but it is the only one- 
I have. 

C. R. L. 



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RALPH ALEXANDER LEMCKE 

I heard from him last in November, 1903. He expected to 
l)e married January 6, 1904. He was living in Evansville, 
Ind., and was employed with the Evansville Woolen Mills. 

FRANK INSLEY LINEN 

Scranton, Pa., July 7, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: There is not a great deal to tell 
you about my life in the past three years. It has been com- 
paratively uneventful. After spending the summer of 1901 in 
visiting friends all over the country I entered the employ of 
the First National Bank of Scranton. The work is both in- 
teresting and instructive, and I am enjoying it very much. 
I am still with the above-named bank, and there is every prob- 
ability of my remaining for some time. 

I haven't yet changed my state of single blessedness. I am 
a member of the Scranton Club, the Scranton Bicycle Club, 
and the Scranton Country Club. Scranton is a larger place 
than many imagine. There are over four hundred thousand 
people within twenty miles of the city. When you come to 
Scranton look me up. I will be very glad to see you. 
Yours truly, 

Frank I. Linen. 

[Note. — Four hundred thousand people within twenty 
miles of the city of Scranton ! That's nothing. Within thirty- 
five miles of the famous Garden Spot of New Jersey, there 
are over two million people. But that method of counting 
would make John JMcWilliams's burg a metropolis — which, of 
course, strains the imagination. — Ed.] 

HALSTED LITTLE 

April 26, 1904. 
My Dear Frank : After graduation my summer was spent 
mainly in having a good time. In fact, I returned to Princeton 
and entered the office of Mr. C. W. McAlpin on October i, 
where I spent a very pleasant year, though missing the crowd 
very much. I left Princeton in June to enter the employ of the 
American Locomotive Co., 25 Broad Street, New York City. 
It has been my good fortune to get to Princeton fairly often 
and to see a good many of the class. My permanent address 
is 29 Elm Street, Morristown, N. J. As for the future I have 



132 Letters from the Class 

no definite plans, but I shall go wherever an opening presents 
itself. Wishing you all success, as ever. 

Your friend, 

Halsted Little. 

(" Ji^'s " modesty has forced him to omit one of his greatest 
achievements, and one for which the class is immensely in- 
debted to him, viz., the managing of the first class Reunion 
at Commencement, 1902. Some of us know the amount of 
time and labor which he gave so unstintingly that the rest of 
us might enjoy ourselves on that occasion, and it is fitting that 
some mention of this be made in this Record.) 

RAYMOND DEMAREST LITTLE 

May 7, 1904. 

After graduating in 1901, I spent my summer having a round 
of pleasure, and ended up by going back to open college in 
the fall. 

The last of September I went to work with a firm of bankers 
and brokers, and remained in the Wall Street life until it 
seemed to be more profitable to change to life on the Adver- 
tising Staff of Pearsons Magazine. I am there now, and hope 
to stay. 

So far I have not been married, and to be quite frank, do 
not see any prospects of following the example of the greater 
part of my classmates. I am quite satisfied with my lot, even 
though in danger of not meeting with the approval of Presi- 
dent Roosevelt. I have had no very interesting experiences 
of which to write. 

Letters addressed to 23 West Forty-fifth Street, New York 
City, should always reach me. 

Raymond D. Little. 

WALLACE BLAUVELT LYDECKER 

Orangeburg, N. Y., May i, 1904. 

Rev. Sir : The following is a short and rambling sketch of 
my career since leaving college. 

Spent summer of 1901 thinking over the Princeton baseball 
victory; in October entered the New York Law School, and 
became a '' grind " ; summer of 1902 two weeks working in a 
law office; October to June, 1903, spent in law school, and in 
October, 1903, admitted to the bar. Since that date I have 
side-stepped arduous toil and confined myself to errand-run- 
ning, etc. My travels consist in a daily trip to and from New 



Letters from the Class 133 

York. I have strictly abstained from marriage, as I think a 
few of the class should remain single for a couple of years 
yet. 

My official duties are with the law firm of Hasbrouck & 
Johnson, 44 Pine Street, New York. I contemplate entering 
politics before long, and think I shall run for constable. Fear- 
ing that one dose of this drug may give you apoplexy, 1 am. 
Your classmate, 

W. B. Lydecker. 



CHARLES ALBERT LYON 

Ithaca, N. Y., June 7, 1904. 

Dear Frank: After graduating from Princeton in 1901, 
I spent a very enjoyable summer, during which I made a trip 
to Ithaca, N. Y., for the purpose of visiting Cornell Univer- 
sity and getting a line on the work. 

Next fall I returned to Ithaca and registered as a student 
in the Electrical Engineering Department. During my first 
year, in addition to the regular work, I tried to devise a means 
of carrying a tin dinner-pail in such a way that no one could 
see it, and yet not upset the cup of strawberry jam or stewed 
peaches, one of which it invariably contained. Another little 
stunt that bothered me for a while was getting up at seven 
A. M., eating a hurried breakfast, and then climbing a ten per 
cent, grade to the university buildings '' on the hill." During 
these miountain climbs, a lunch-pail would ride at a wrong 
angle, and upset the peaches. However, I did not have to go 
to Chapel. At the beginning of this year I became a member 
of the Theta Delta Chi fraternity. 

After college closed I spent two very enjoyable weeks in 
Chicago. (For description of city read The Short Line War.) 
The rest of the summer I just loafed. 

Next year I came back ten days early, so as to get in con- 
dition for the hills. After spending little more than half a 
year here, I went home and remained there during the Ithaca 
typhoid epidemic. 

After one and a half years of the strenuous work at Cornell, 
the idea of loafing was repulsive, so I worked for six months 
with the Western Electric Co., in New York City. Several 
Princeton men hold more or less responsible positions in this 
company, a fact which added to my pleasure while there. 

Shortly before college opened, I stopped W. E. Co. work, 
and visited W^alter and Russell Mount at Huntington, L. L 



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So many Princeton men go to Huntington that a description 
of the place would be superfluous. Beside, you know how 
well an engineer can lay a beautiful scene before you. It 
generally amounts to drawing a map of the place. 

This, my third year in Ithaca, is now nearing the end. Each 
year has been more enjoyable than the previous one. The 
hills do not seem so high now. 

Next fall I expect to return, and in June, 1905, get my E. E. 

My permanent address is 192 Grove Street, East (Drange, 
N.J. 

Yours in 1901, 

Chas. a. Lyon. 



WICKLIFFE BULL LYNE 

Pittsburg, Pa., July 29, 1904. 

Dear Janeway : That " follow-up system " of yours, topped 
off with your personal letter about " gumming the game," etc., 
is great, and certainly deserves to bring in the goods. 

Now for my life since leaving " The Elms " : My first job 
was in the office of the Pittsburg Agency of the National Life 
of Vermont. After six months of this, I tired of the office 
^rind, and, in spite of 'luring promises, accepted a position in 
the Rent and Sales Department of the Real Estate Trust Co., 
Pittsburg, where I have been since. 

During the summer lull, am surveying with the Engineering 
Corps of Allegheny County, but will do business at the old 
stand when real estate loosens up in the fall. 

As to matrimonial entanglements — " nothing doing." 

My globe-trotting has been limited to a two-months' hunting 
trip in the South and a few " jaunts to the Lakes and the 
shore." 

Regarding books, tracts, etc., written by me, the above is 
my first break into the ranks of authorship. 

Am member of the University, the Princeton, and the Pitts- 
l)urg Field Clubs. 

Permanent home address. Fifth and Highland Avenues, 
Pittsburg, and business address. Real Estate Trust Co., No. 
311 Fourth Avenue, Pittsburg, Pa. 

As you must know by this time, I don't fancy " doing 
stunts " in the " limelight " of print. This explains delay 
in answering inquiries. As ever. 

Yours, 

W. B. Lyne. 



Letters from the Class 135 



HARRY ELLISON LYON 

May 27, 1904. 

Dear Frank : This much is personal. I did not intend to 
write my letter until the middle of June, but you have shamed 
me into doing it. I take the bar examination in this State in 
a couple of weeks, and did not feel as if I could spare any 
time from that work. It is on account of this that I have not 
written to you before. 

Since leaving college the study of law has been my guiding 
star. I was among the last of those to leave — it was on Friday 
afternoon of Commencement week and most of the fellows 
had left by that time, and the campus was rather a deserted 
place. Since that time I have continued to live in my old home, 
No. 192 North Grove Street, East Orange, N. J. ; the number 
of the house has been changed from 78 to 192, but it's the same 
place, and we have not moved. As I said before, the principal 
thing in my existence has been the study of law — for two years 
at the New York Law School, from October, 1901, to June, 
1903, and since that time in the office of Coult, Howell & Ten 
Eyck, Counselors at Law, Prudential Building, Newark, N. J. 

As to your second suggestion : Married ? Date and place of 
wedding; maiden name of wife in full, etc., I can pass that 
over very quickly. I certainly am not any of these things, 
nor have I begun the preliminaries. I heard from Wilford 
Conrow on this subject, and I am going to put in his answer 
for fear he might forget it : " that he managed to remain fat 
and unmarried, and suggested that the unhitched of the class 
form a Wordsworth Club, with the motto, ' We are Seven.' " 

Along with numerous other Princetonians I spent two years 
studying law at the New York Law School, on the corner of 
Liberty and Nassau Streets, from which I received the degree 
of LL. B. in June, 1903. On my diploma I found a purple 
seal, denoting that I graduated with honor, and there was 
also a purple seal on the diploma of Nick Carter. That purple 
seal was impressed upon Nick's memory that night, as it was 
also upon mine, and as we sat on the steps of Nick's home 
he sang several times, at my request, " The Old Oaken 
Bucket." Also this is a public acknowledgment that I still 
have a white hat of Nick's which he lent me next morning, and 
which I intend to return some day. 

I have become a member of the Princeton Club of Newark 
and also of the Princeton Alumni Association of the Oranges, 
of which most of the Princeton men in this vicinity are mem- 
bers. The new Alumni Association of the Oranges has started 
a flourishing existence with numerous meetings — " Spring 



136 Letters from the Class 

Smokers," etc., and smokers without any excuse. The Quill 
Club of East Orange, of which I am a member, is a social 
and literary club, composed of a dozen young men of the 
Oranges, which numbers several Princetonians of other classes 
among its members. In politics I have taken an interest and 
a slight part in both the State and Municipal campaigns; in 
municipal matters as a member of the Citizens' Union of East 
Orange, started for the better government of the city on busi- 
ness principles, and which I suppose Lyn Fort would call a 
lost cause, he being a machine Republican, and not caring for 
good government, and in State politics as Secretary of the 
Democratic Congressional Convention in September, 1902, for 
the Eighth District of New Jersey, to nominate Henry G. 
Atwater of East Orange, N. J., for member of Congress. 

" Journeys in this or foreign countries " have been confined 
to the usual summer vacation, and twice daily East Orange 
to Newark. 

My permanent address is 192 Grove Street, East Orange,^ 
N. J., and from all prospects I am likely to be located there for 
some time to come. 

For the future, I take an examination for a license as an 
attorney at law of the State of New Jersey the day before our 
Triennial starts, and intend to try to learn a little more of 
the practical side of a lawyer's life. And then, some month in 
the future, I will follow in the footsteps of other young lawyers 
who have started out for themselves and tried to build up a 
practice. 

Your classmate, 

Harry E. Lyon. 

JOHN KIRKWOOD MACKIE 

Portland, Ore., July 7, 1904. 

Dear Janeway: I was unable to be at our Reunion, but 
still I know it is up to me, so here goes for the exam. 

I took a post-graduate year at Princeton, so did not leave 
college until June, 1902, and came West immediately, and have 
been teaching in the Portland Academy for the last two years, 
which, by the way, is going to be the Lawrenceville of the 
West as regards sending men to Princeton, there being one 
to three men going there every year now, which is a good 
percentage of those going East to College. Nothing doing in 
the matrimonial line, so question No. 2 is easily answered. 

The only post-graduate work I have done was that one year 
at Princeton, at the end of which I received degree of M. A. 
My permanent and temporary address is 370 Fourteenth Street,. 



Letters from the Class 137 

Portland, Ore., which, one would almost think, was in a for- 
eign country, from the number of Princeton men one sees out 
here, so if any of you fellows are planning a trip abroad you 
had better visit this first. But, though there are only a few 
of us, we have just as much pride in Princeton, and are just 
as eager to hear of the Princeton-Yale games as ever we were. 
You can always get a Sunday Philadelphia Press on the fol- 
lowing Thursday, and between that and the Alumni Weekly, 
we keep pretty well posted in regard to Princeton athletics. 

That Reunion must have been a wonder. Everyone I have 
seen who was present at the Commencement has spoken of 
the fine appearance 1901 made. The only plan I have for- 
mulated is that of making: a visit to Princeton in the near 
future. 



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Sincerely yours. 



John K. Mackie. 



EGBERT GRAY MACKENZIE 

Germantown, Pa. 
My Dear Janeway: Your very kind request for informa- 
tion for the class Record has remiained unanswered this long 
inasmuch as I have done nothing, up to a few days ago, worth 
while. Then I was married on June 7, 1904, in New York to 
Miss Elizabeth Janney of Philadelphia. 

Am living for summer at above address, after which shall 
return to town. Other than this I have done nothing I wish 
recorded. 

With best wishes, 

I am, very sincerely, 

E. G. Mackenzie. 

GEORGE WILLIAM MARQUE MAIER 

Syrian Protestant College, 

Beirut, Syria, May 3, 1904. 
F. L. Janeway. 

My Dear Classmate : Yes, sir ! I want a copy of the Tri- 
ennial Record, and I hope to find the signatures of all the 
brave 1901 fellows in it, too. Would you please publish in 
it the following facts of yours truly: 

First. Any letter addressed as below indicated will reach me 
three weeks after posting. May this bare statement reap me 
a rich harvest of letters ! 

I graduated with my class, and received later an M. S. degree 
from my Alma Mater. 



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I have been since then instructor here in the Department of 
Mathematics and Astronomy; assistant in Observatory. 

I'm still unmarried, and the books I have had published are 
too numerous for honorable mention. 

Of course, not being in the United States, Fve done no work 
in politics, except to get my luggage through the customhouse 
each fall with the aid of Cook. 

IVe journeyed over Europe, and extensively over Western 
Asia, especially in Syria and Palestine. 

My permanent address is Avoca, Iowa. 

With kindest regards to all the fellows, 

Yours sincerely, 

George Maier. 

The Observatory, Beirut, Syria. 

[Note. — A letter from Maier, dated Avoca, Iowa (about 
October 8), indicates that he has returned to the United 
States.] 

ADDISON GRAHAM MARK 

New York, May 26, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : " Shun formality." " Not like an 
examination paper." Oh, very well ! Here goes. September, 
1901, found me journeying to New York in very much the 
same manner that I had done to Princeton four years previous. 
Through the generosity of my Dad, who did not seem to have 
found me out as yet, I was enabled to enter the Architectural 
Department of Columbia University, and as Bob Whiting ex- 
pressed it, added one more Gentile to Columbia. Tommy 
Sturdevant also entered the course at the same time, and we 
roomed together on Morningside Heights, near the university. 

I did a little singing on the side that year, and was a member 
of Richard Henry Warren's choir at St. Bartholomew's, as 
well as the Musurgia, with which I think '01 is pretty well 
acquainted. 

Toward the end of the first year at Columbia I became a 
member of the Greek letter fraternity, Sigma Chi, which, to- 
gether with the Princeton Club of New York, has been a 
home to me. I cannot express how strongly I am attached 
to both those organizations. I feel that my life in the city 
here would be pretty forlorn if it were not for the companion- 
ship and assistance of them both. 

In October, 1902, Tommy Sturdevant also became a member 
of Sigma Chi, and we are now living at the fraternity house. 
No. 902 West End Avenue, New York City. 



Letters from the Class 139 

During the summer of 1902 I entered the office of Qinton & 
Russell, Architects, and worked there until the fall term began 
at Columbia. As soon as I had begun to study again the nasty 
little typhoid germs got in their deadly work, and I was carted 
up to St. Luke's Hospital in an ambulance. There I remained 
for seven weeks, taking ice baths and feeding on the nurses' 
kind words. Fd like to state right here that the girls at St. 
Luke's are all that nurses should be, — no, nothing serious at 
all, I assure you, — nothing like that in mine as yet. 

After my recovery I finished the year at the Architectural 
Department, and in May, 1903, again entered the employ of 
Clinton & Russell, 32 Liberty Street, New York City, where 
I have been ever since. 

For a year past I have been singing (I really must sing, 
you know) at the Brick Church, Thirty-seventh Street and 
Fifth Avenue, where they let me loose once in a while in solo 
work. I would like to state, too, that my vocal studies are 
being continued under one Mr. Van Der Linde, 434 Fifth 
Avenue. 

This thing of running on so much about one's self is quite 
nauseating, but I infer it is what our Secretary wants. 

My attainments have not been very brilliant, if they could be 
called brilliant at all. Nor am I becoming rich in anything 
but experience. 

Dutch Meinken said to me one day at the Princeton Club — 
he had changed his job or something: '' I tell you what, Tilly, 
I have made a failure of my life so far." Of course you all 
understand that, being acquainted with the Dutchman. But 
I thought then, is it possible for a Princeton man to be a 
failure if he is at all true to the ideals which prevail at Prince- 
ton, or if he profits by the example set by Princeton gentlemen 
about him? 

Your sincere and loving classmate, 

Tilly Marr. 

DWIGHT WILLIS:T0N MARVIN 

Dear Frank: My life in the last three years has not been 
a dramatic one. After graduation from college [Williams '01] 
I entered the Albany Law School, where certain hoary-headed 
professors sought to inculcate into a class of seventy-five men 
a few rudimentary doctrines of legal lore. After a two-year 
course the twenty-three who had stuck to it received another 
set of diplomas, and the pleasure of writing LL. B. after our 
names. After the bar examinations, 1 settled down here in 
Troy, and started practicing. Before the summer was out, I 



140 Letters from the Class 

had gained an intimate acquaintance with all the habitual 
criminals who frequented the police court, including many- 
attorneys and the judge, some of whom perhaps deserve a 
different category. I also saw a little of the higher courts in 
the fall. 

After fighting for three months in the thankless job of 
municipal reform, I was ordered by my doctor to quit for a 
while, and did so, under stress of illness, for four or five 
months. I am now back in Troy at work again, and will be 
glad to do my best to keep any '01 man out of jail who desires 
to risk for a time the strenuous life of this wicked city. 

I am unmarried, and do not know the " maiden name of 
wife " to be. My permanent address is 68 Second Street, 
Troy, N. Y., where I shall always be glad to see any way- 
faring son of Old Nassau. 

Sincerely your classmate, 

DwiGHT W. Marvin. 

May 10, 1904. 

<:> ^:> 
SILAS BOXLEY MASON 

He is in railroad work in Tennessee. Address him care of 
Mason & Hoge, Frankfort, Ky. He may answer you. 

HARRY JOSEPH MATTHEWS 

Baltimore, Md., May, 1904. 

Dear Fellows : After the Commencement exercises I went 
to Hartford, Conn., where on the 14th of June, 1901, I was 
married to Miss Louise Rood Freeman of Hartford, and after 
the ceremony I went to Buffalo for a week, then went to 
New York, where I took a steamer for Europe. 

I stayed in Europe all summer, going into the Low Coun- 
tries, Italy, Germany, France, and the British Isles. On my 
return, October 8, 1901, I started at work in my father's 
lumber yard, where I have remained ever since. 

Last summer I went to Europe again, but only stayed six 
weeks this time. 

The fire which destroyed most of the business portion of 
the city last February is an event which I do not care to 
witness again. It missed our lumber yard by a block and 
a half. You can imagine the relief we felt when the flames 
passed us by. There were six sky-scrapers burning at one 
time, and as it was at night you can imagine the sight. The 
fire started on Sunday, a little before eleven in the mom- 



Letters from the Class 141 

ing, and was not gotten under control until three o'clock 
Monday afternoon. Most of Sunday night I spent on my roof, 
looking at the flames. It has been three months now since 
the fire took place, and the burned district is gradually being 
rebuilt, but it will be at least five years before it is all restored 
as it was. 

Nothing exciting or worthy of note has happened to me 
since leaving college. I have been working hard, learning the 
lumber business, and expect to have to work hard for some 
time to come. 

If anyone wishes to communicate with me, a letter in the 
care of Thomas Matthews & Son, corner Canton Avenue and 
Albemarle Street, Baltimore, Md., will surely be received. 

Harry J. Matthews. 

GEORGE McKINLEY MATTIS 

Champaign, 111., June 29, 1904. 

Dear Frank : In order to stop the deluge of printed matter 
which you are flooding me with, I suppose I will have to tell 
you the story of my life since leaving college. 

I spent the summer of 1901 traveling in Europe with Coates, 
Clausen, and Bartlett of our class, and Luther 1902. 

In the fall of that year I coached the Lawrenceville football 
team, without great success however. At the end of the foot- 
ball season of 1901, I took my course towards the prairies, 
and have been here at Champaign, 111., ever since, working in 
the office of the Trevett-Mattis Banking Co., Brokers of Farm 
Mortgage Loans. 

Last spring I was elected a member of the City Council of 
Champaign, and am now trying to take on an aldermanic shape. 

In my efforts towards matrimony I have been singularly 
unsuccessful, and the prospects for me in that direction seem 
very dark. 

Your sincere friend, 

George McK. Mattis. 

<;> ^> 

LOUIS lUNGERICH MATTHEWS 

Philadelphia, May 18, 1904. 
Dear Frank : It is about a month of Sundays since I wrote 
you last, but life has been so uneventful that I have had no 
stirring history of myself. Your various aids to correspond- 
ence have been arriving steadily, and if you really want the 
facts of my existence to date, here goes : 



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The most important fact is that I am married. You know- 
that already, but it doesn't alter the fact that I am, and have 
been since Miay i, 1902. The unfortunate one was A. A. 
Ethel Crawford of Philadelphia. The class of 1925 has a 
coming member in Louis I. Matthews, Jr., born October 4, 
1903, who is to be little Mellin, or, as Jack Frazer suggests, 
*' Canteloupe." 

As to work, I hold down an office chair, with 195 pounds, 
together with two other jobs : President of the Western Po- 
cahontas Coal and Lumber Company, and Secretary and Treas- 
urer of the Big Coal Development Company. In omitting to 
state what my miserable stipend is for doing this severe work,, 
I would like you to think it modesty, but it isn't, and as this 
is a true story, I will simply omit what I don't want to own 
up to. 

My home address is Fox Chase, Philadelphia, Pa., and the 
office, 1015 Harrison Building, same town. Send all com- 
munications to the Harrison Building, as the Fox Chase mails 
are not all they might be. 

That is all. 

Your friend, 

" Mellin " Matthews. 

Poky Watres sent me a billet doux this morning, and I see 
that I am eligible for one doll. 

L. I. M. 

CHARLES ALPHEUS McCLURE 

He is back from the Philippines where he and Poler East- 
man have been teaching English to the aborigines, and bear- 
ing the white man's burden for three years. Bellefonte, Pa., 
is his permanent address. 

-^:> ^> 
JAMES CLARKE McAFEE 

White Oak, W. Va., October 16, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : In regard to my whereabouts I can 
say no changes have taken place since I last wrote our Secre- 
tary. My home address is Port Royal, Pa. Business address 
is Marietta, Ohio, B. P. L. Co., or Mannington, W. Va., Eureka 
Pipe Line Co. Any of these three will reach me some time, 
although it may be a couple of months. 

Am still employed as civil engineer by the pipe-line depart- 
ments of the Standard Oil Company. Not married nor en- 
gaged. Have not yet obtained my degree of civil engineer. 



Letters from the Class 143 

Nothing more of any importance during my travels of the 
last two years. 

Yours very truly, 

James Clarke McAfee. 

AUGUSTUS GROSS MacCONNELL 

Pittsburg, Pa., September 14, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: The other day I received a telegram 
c. o. d., and opened it with a great deal of interest, thinking 
perhaps it was a notification from the other side that one of 
my great grandfathers had died and left me a millionaire, 
but much to my astonishment I found it was from you telling 
me that it was my last chance to put myself before the Public, 
and I am taking this earliest opportunity to reply to same. 
I wrote you a letter last June some time, and do not under- 
stand why you did not get it, telling you all about my experi- 
ences since I left Old Nassau. To start with, after I left there 
I worked for the Carnegie Steel Co. for about two years, and 
I found that " Andy " had me skined, and as the prospects 
for owning such a castle as Skibo were not good I decided to 
go to Europe and look over some other sights. While there 
I met my fiancee in Paris, and had a most glorious time, which 
you can imagine. I then came home, and got very busy trying" 
to make an honest living at real estate, and was really very 
successful. I then found I had enough shekels gathered to- 
gether to get married, which I did, and was fortunate enough 
to marry Miss Rosalind Wood of this city. I then connected 
myself with the Reisinger-Prather Company, to go into the 
business of contracting and engineering, and am pleased to 
say that we have done a very excellent business ever since the 
formation of this company, of which I am a partner. Still I 
have not yet a bank account that would allow me to wear such 
clothes as our old friend Pasfield did around the campus, but 
I am glad to say that we are getting on in a most satisfactory 
way. I want to acknowledge receipt of a bill-poster that I 
received this morning from you, entitled '* Triennial Record." 
I am very glad to get it, for I see that there are others that 
have neglected you the same as I have. I often see many of 
the boys mentioned here as being neglectful, on the streets, 
and trust that this last effort of yours will bring them to their 
senses, and that they will communicate with you immediately. 

Trusting this letter will fill your long-felt want, and with 
kindest regards to everyone in our class, I remain 
Yours very truly, 

A. G. MacConnell. 



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JOHN McCXJRDY, JR. 

St. Paul, Minn., September 13, 1904. 

One rigid rule on the St. Paul Daily News, of which I am 
news editor, is briefness, and this letter will necessarily be 
l)rief on account of lack of interesting material. 

After a brief rest at my home in Youngstown, Ohio, on 
leaving Princeton three years ago, I went to work on the St. 
Paul Daily News as a reporter, and was given the usual inter- 
esting run which is set aside for greenhorns. I became in due 
course of time telegraph editor, and then news editor. 

My life story does not seem to bear upon any of those points 
recommended by our enterprising Secretary. I have no matri- 
monial facts to give, have taken no degrees of scholarship, 
and have made no journeys of note. The only point on which 
I seem able to come out strong is permanent address, and I 
hereby subscribe myself, 

Very cordially, 

J. McCuRDY, Jr. 

CLEMENT V. McKAIG 

Three hundred Linden Avenue, Pittsburg, Pa., is his ad- 
dress. He was ranching at Medora, Iowa, for a while. 

^:> -=^:> 

JAMES CRAIG McLANAHAN 

10 East Lexington Street, 

Baltimore, May 23, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Since leaving college some time in June, 
1 90 1, — I have forgotten the exact date — I have been holding 
down a residence in this town of Baltimore, of fire fame. In 
October, 1901, I entered the Law School of the University of 
Maryland. There are three Princeton men in the faculty of 
the school, Judge Charles E. Phelps '52, John P. Poe '54, and 
Edgar Allan Poe '91. After spending two years in the stren- 
uous study of the law I succeeded last spring in carrying off 
a degree of LL. B. Before we graduated we succeeded in 
electing a Princeton man president of the class, Wallace P. 
Harvey '95. My share of the spoils was a job on the executive 
committee. My other honors and emoluments at the Univer- 
sity of Maryland consisted in my being class historian for 
one term, substitute outfielder on the baseball team, and an 
*' also-ran," in the shape of a winner " of honorable mention," 
for the thesis prize at Commencement. 



Letters from the Class 145 

I passed the State Bar Examination last June, and was ad- 
mitted to the bar, and commenced practicing in September. 

I am in the offices of Mr. Robert H. Smith. Our offices 
formerly were in the Equitable Building, but since the illumi- 
nation of February 7 last we have been located temporarily 
at No. 10 East Lexington Street, on the edge of the burnt 
district. 

Last fall we had a stirring political campaign down here for 
the election of a governor and a legislature. I joined an or- 
ganization called the " Young Men's Civic League." This was 
run as a sort of auxiHary to the regular Republican organiza- 
tion, and its object was to get the younger elements of the party 
to work. I was appointed the executive of my ward. We had 
various meetings, lots of fervid oratory, and plenty of personal 
work. The Republican candidate for governor, Hon. Steven- 
son A. Williams, Princeton '70, made a splendid campaign. All 
went well until election day, when, owing largely to factions in 
our party, the Democratic votes came in so fast that it took 
two weeks to count them, and the Young Men's Civic League 
went into the hands of a receiver. This was my first offense 
in politics, but next fall I expect to get into it again. 

I am a member of the First Presbyterian Church of Balti- 
more. My permanent address is No. 13 16 Bolton Street. 
Yours most sincerely, 

J. Craig McLanahan. 

JAMES HAMMOND McLEAN 

New York, May 31, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : Having left college so many times it 
would take up too much space to supply you with all of them, 
but presuming you mean the last time it was in the middle of 
my Junior year. I had my examinations transferred to Co- 
lumbia, where I spent a most profitable term, until leaving 
for Europe on April 11, 1901. Upon my return from Europe 
I became a clerk in the Citizens' Fire Insurance Co. of New 
York. After my advent the company Hved until January 2, 
1902, when they retired from business, and my father and self 
started in the Real Estate and Insurance Brokerage business, 
at No. 156 Broadway, New York, in January ''02." 

Life ran along with me smoothly then till I got married, 
November 17, '' 02." Then it ran smoother. I have a son, 
who was born on the 7th day of November '' 03," and named 
James Monroe McLean. That is the history of my life since 
leaving Princeton, where I hope to be with you all next month. 
Yours very truly, 

James H. McLean. 



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JOHN McWILLIAMS, JR. 

Bank of Odell, 
Odell, 111. 

May 24, 1904. 
Dear Frank: Since leaving Princeton in June, 1901, I have 
been located at Odell, 111., and engaged in the banking business 
and farming. That sounds pretty well, but when the matter 
is sifted down I am only assistant cashier in the bank, and 
represent other people in the capacity of agent for their farms. 
It is with regret that I am compelled to state that there is 
nothing doing, as far as I am concerned, in the girl propo- 
sition. I hate to fall behind in the pace that is being set by 
other members of the class in this direction. 

I have been in and out of public office, having been a member 
of the Board of Trustees for the village for one term. Was 
a candidate for re-election this spring and was defeated. 

I get to Chicago occasionally to attend the meetings of the 
Princeton Club, which are very pleasant. My permanent ad- 
dress is Odell, 111., and we always have a bed and food for 
any traveling Princetonians who come this way. 

Yours very truly, 

J. McWiLLIAMS, Jr. 

CHARLES GLEDHILL MEINKEN 

New York City, June 24, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: Now for that long-postponed letter. 
Your stirring harangue in the tent on Dickinson Street affected 
me more than I can tell you ; in fact, I am quite overcome by 
the sense of my own negligence and disregard of your numer- 
ous appeals. 

As I understand it, you desire a realistic sketch of my life 
since I received the degree which entitled me to take a position 
in any of the modern sky-scrapers at $60 a month — while the 
janitor draws $125. Education is everything. 

Now as to data : 

Immediately upon leaving college I adopted the " Strenuous 
Life," i. e., I answered " Help Wanted, Males," until I could 
no longer write. Nothing transpiring, I decided, on the ist 
of July, 1901, that I needed a rest, so I took it on the run 
for the Adirondacks. 

I had fully expected to enter into the employ of my father's 
concern — Hoefer, Meinken & Baeck, Wall Paper Manufac- 
turers, but my father's failing health, and the " lack of execu- 



Letters from the Class 147 

tive ability " on the part of his partners, led to a dissolution 
of the partnership, and left me still looking for " work." 

By this time I had given up the idea of '* accepting a posi- 
tion " — I was " looking for a job." " Salary " I had put upon 
the shelf, ** Wages " would do, thank you. 

On the last day of October, 1901, I started in with the 
*' Wakefield Rattan Co.," at Twenty-first Street and Broadway. 
New York. I had '* Parsifal " hours and " Corse Payton " 
wages — 8 to 6 — and a stipend of eight rubles the sen'night. 

(Your " Firicide " postal just reached me this minute, 11.06 
A. M., June 24, 1904, so you see I began writing before re- 
ceiving it.) 

Back to rattan. I tarried with the company until January 
4, 1902, at which time I applied for my " character," and left, 
after being forced to suffer the humiliation of selling a " cabi- 
net chair" (for babies) to a sister of one of my classmates. 
(Wouldn't you like to know whose sister?) That was too 
much. The worm turned, and I was again at liberty. 

A week later I began to run the affairs of Greater New 
York by playing a limited engagement at the city tax office 
at $18 per. (Note increase in geometrical ratio.) Two 
weeks was enough. Too many " Ward Heelers " for mine. 

On the 9th of February, 1902, my father died, and my 
brother and myself were left in charge of his affairs. This 
kept us very busy for some time. Early in March, however, I 
managed to accept a berth which Emery Katzenbach had se- 
cured for me with the N. Y. C. & H. R. R. R. Co. I began as 
the fourth confidential office boy, under such shining Princeton 
lights as Charles Ingalls Marvin '96, Roswell Easton '98, 
Emery Katzenbach, Ollie Badgeley, and last, but by no means 
least, '' Grand Central Pete " Morrow. 

Wasn't that a fine bunch to take orders from? 

I helped run the big road until September i, 1903, having 
in the meantime risen to the position of the sixth deputy-as- 
sistant-under-bookkeeper, on the M-Z ledger. (You had to 
pass two " cullud " men and walk through nine offices before 
you could get access to me.) 

On the 1st of September, after apologizing to the chief clerk 
for my utter lack of punctuality, and after working like a 
much advertised patent medicine (i. e., while others slept) 
for the entire month of August, I besought the powers that 
were to endeavor to get someone to fill my shoes. I thought 
it would be difficult, Frank, but strange to say, it wasn't a bit. 

During the summer of 1903 I took a trip out to the Leech 
Lake Indian reservation in northern Minnesota. On the way 
back I stopped off at St. Paul, and had a quiet evening with 
Doc McCurdy at a street carnival run by the Elks. In Chi- 



148 Letters from the Class 

cago I ran into Dick Richards, Bob Rice, and Bert Fisher,, 
besides Maltman '00, and Dutch Meier, '02. 

My recollection of Chicago is something like this : 

Tenderfoot — Auditorium Annex — Pompeian Room — Gold' 
Fish — - 

After this I remained idle until February 29th of this year, 
when I came with the Empire Ribbon & Machine Co. I am 
still with them, occupying the position of secretary. 

My plans for the future are very vague. I expect to leave 
New York on the ist of July for a two-months' stay in the 
Adirondacks. 1 have not been well for the past six months, 
and my aged medical adviser seems to think that the change 
will do me good. No doubt it will. If not, it may be a case 
of " Hereafter and in a better world than this." 

Finally, I am not married, not even engaged. Have not 
given up hope yet, however. 

I suppose, Frank, that this is the last letter you'll get from 
me as far as the class is concerned, so I want to take this 
opportunity to thank you for all the kindly interest you have 
taken in me as a scion of 1901, and at the same time to ask 
you please to overlook and try to forgive all the trouble and 
annoyance I know I have caused you. 

Yours for Princeton and The Class, 

Charlie Meinken. 
-<::> <:> 

LOUIS O'NEILL MELLINGER 

Du Bois, Pa., July 26, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: In June, 1901, I left college with 
the big class. After spending the summer at home, returned 
to Princeton in September, where I was employed as an in- 
structor in the Civil Engineering Department of the Univer- 
sity during the college year ending June, 1902. The fol- 
lowing summer I had charge of a survey of the campus. That 
fall I entered the service of the Buffalo, Rochester & Pittsburg 
Railway as a rodman in the division engineer's office at Du 
Bois, Pa. Was on the railroad job until July, 1903, when I 
left it to take a position in the engineering department of the 
Buffalo & Susquehanna Coal & Coke Co., whose general offices 
are at Du Bois, Pa., where I am now located. 

You see the story of my life, since leaving college, has not 
been so eventful nor so fruitful as most of yours have been. 
My permanent address is Reynoldsville, Pa. As for any future 
plans I can say nothing definite except that I expect to keep 
on with engineering. 

Sincerely your classmate, 

Louis O. Mellinger. 



Letters from the Class 149 

ARTHUR MESSITER 

New York. 

Dear Frank: I received your appeal of the 19th instant, 
and although there has been no occurrence in my life during 
the past few years worthy of permanent record, I feel that you 
should perhaps receive some recompense for the deluge of 
sign-boards and danger-signals which you have been pouring^ 
in for the last couple of months. 

I am living a very simple and tranquil life of single blessed- 
ness across the river, in the home of the trolley and the peram- 
bulator. My business address is still " care of the American 
Locomotive Co., New York," where I am passing the time of 
day with several other members of the big class. In response 
to your various inquiries would state that I have not yet found 
it necessary to enter any institution, nor am I able to furnish 
a list of the positions of profit which I have held. My travels 
have been almost entirely local, but if they were joined to- 
gether in a perfectly horizontal line, I believe I would be on 
my second lap around the world. I have taken no active part 
in politics, and sent no telegrams to St. Louis. 

My permanent address is 420 Third Street, Brooklyn, N. Y.. 
Yours truly, 



Arthur Messiter. 



July 23, 1904. 



ANDREW DOUGLAS MERRICK 

My Dear Frank: Following is my life history: Imme- 
diately after graduation in June, 1901, I turned all my attention 
towards getting what is ordinarily known as a job. Having 
heard that the Bell Telephone Co. of Philadelphia was looking 
for men, I tried to convince it that I was just the one needed. 
About August I St I was given a chance to prove my assertions, 
and was put to work. The position was that of service in- 
spector (or as one fellow expressed it "kick agent") in the 
Traffic Department. The work was the following up of any 
complaints made by telephone subscribers, and seeing that 
the cause of the complaint was removed and the subscriber 
satisfied. In addition to this and in connection with it there 
were regular and irregular (such as 3 a. m.) inspections of the 
service. As the telephone operators are girls (with all degrees 
of looks) this sort of work was at first a trifle hard on the 
nerves. But of course that soon lost all its charms. 



150 Letters from the Class 

I at first lived in West Philadelphia, and later at Tenth and 
Spruce Streets, Philadelphia. I soon got to know the down- 
town and Kensington districts of Philadelphia like a book 
from tramping them over. Trips to the neighboring towns 
and Atlantic City were frequently made in connection with 
the work. 

The storm of February 21, 1902, which was so destructive 
to all overhead wires brought me to Trenton, N. J. For sev- 
eral months I spent the greater part of my time on trains 
between Philadelphia and Trenton, until, finally, in August, 
1902, I was doomed to perpetual banishment in that suburb 
of Princeton. Its nearness to Princeton and good train service 
out of it are its main attractions. 

In December, 1902, I was placed in charge of the operators 
in the Trenton district, which includes some twenty-five offices 
and seventy-five employees and fifteen agents. For about a 
year then the weekdays were just a routine of office work, until 
January 18, 1904, when I married Miss Laura Miller of Wil- 
mington, Del. We have gone to housekeeping at No. 9 Jarvis 
Place, Trenton, where we will be glad to see anyone who should 
happen to be stranded in this part of the country. 

Of course, being so near to Princeton, I have had the good 
fortune to be present at the Reunions and to see most of the 
games and rejoice or grieve with Princeton. There is no ex- 
cuse for this letter not being written sooner, and I can only 
hope that you will forgive me. 

Home address : 9 Jarvis Place, Trenton, N. J. 

Office address: 216 East State Street, Trenton, N.J. 

Permanent address: 412 High Street, Pottstown, Pa. 
Very truly yours, 

A. Douglas Merrick. 
^^ ^:> 

WILLIAM CHAMBERS MEYERS 

In the fall of 1901 he started to work in Chicago University 
for a Ph. D. in Chemistry, but was unable to complete th'e 
course because of ill health. He was recently reported to 
be with the National City Bank at 52 Wall Street, New York, 
His home address is Columbia, Pa. 

WOODSON MORRIS MILES 

Union City, Tenn., June 25, 1904. 
Dear Frank : That bill-board announcing the Fourth Alarm 
was received to-day, and in reply will say that you will not 
have to wait any longer for my letter. 



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Nothing specially the matter, just pure cussedness; perhaps 
a little startled at the Third Alarm, which I first mistook for 
a " Journal War Extra." 

Correct; I can write this letter in half an hour; am going 
to write it in less. 

So here goes for an intellectual treat : After leaving Prince- 
ton, I entered the Law School of Cumberland University, 
where I had conferred upon me the degree of Bachelor of 
Law; and now, feeling the weight and great responsibility of 
this new dignity bearing heavily upon me, stunned, dazed, 
bewildered, and wondering how I ever got it, in fact, overcome 
with nervous prostration, I determined that I would go abroad 
and take a few months' rest. Of course I fully recovered, and 
on my return located permanently in my home town of Union 
City, Tenn., and entered upon the practice of my profession. 

How have I succeeded? Oh, just wonderfully ; haven't hung 
but one client, when the average experience of a young legal 
incandescent is about three. 

Say, Frank, now when it comes to religious and political 
relations and activities, well, I hardly think it necessary to go 
into details, except to say that Fm gwine to vote the Dim-crat 
ticket, serving the Lord 'till I die. 

Well, Frank, in conclusion, let me say that my future plans 
shall be confined to the task of making more history in the 
future than I have made in the past. 

To the dear old Class of 190 1 I send my heartiest greetings, 
and as the days of her men grow fewer, may they also grow 
happier and seem longer. 

Faithfully yours, 

W. Morris Miles. 

P. S. — When you see " Skinny " Hall say to him that " The 
General " presents him with his compliments, and desires to 
inquire if he is still rooting for the " Phillies " ? 

<:> ^^ 

ADAM MARION MILLER 

Newark, N. J., May 7, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : After a few reminders from our Secre- 
tary that it was up to me to write a letter for the Triennial 
Record, it seems best that I should rouse myself from an un- 
usually severe attack of my old malady — " spring fever " — 
and narrate a bit of history, rather uneventful and uninter- 
esting to you, I fear. However, it will add a little to the volume 
of our book, and some of you may find a point of interest. 

At our graduation I was awarded a special fellowship in 
biology for 1901-1902. Thus there was given another chance 



152 Letters from the Class 

to linger, along with several others of our class, amid the 
scenes of undergraduate days. All of you know a fellow 
likes the chance to stay in Princeton ; and it was with pleasure 
I took up graduate work in the fall of 1901. The year was 
spent in some study and lots of good times. Unfortunately, 
I could not be present at the First Annual. But at Commence- 
ment the faculty in charity gave me an A. M., and the Class 
of '"JJ fellowship in biology for 1902- 1903. 

The summer of 1902 was spent at my old home in western 
Pennsylvania. The opening of college again saw me in 
Princeton to continue my line of study in biology. I had an 
industrious streak and got down to work, breaking the monot- 
ony with an occasional trip to Philadelphia, which resulted — 
well, that in its place. In January, 1903, I was called home 
on a sad mission. My father had fallen and sustained injuries 
which resulted in his death a week later. On my return to 
Princeton I again got down to work, and in February pre- 
sented to the faculty a thesis for my doctor's degree. It was 
accepted, given special mention, and was published in the 
American Journal of Aimtomy, Volume IL, Number 3, July, 
1903. The title is, " The Development of the Postcaval Vein 
in Birds." That is not a very attractive title to you, but of 
course you understand it is a technical subject. I said that was 
my doctor's thesis ; but I haven't gotten the degree yet. I think 
the aforementioned malady got the better of me. But seri- 
ously, fellows, I do intend to take my examinations this fall 
(1904). In May, 1903, I was offered an instructorship ia 
Columbia (College of Physicians and Surgeons), which was 
gratefully accepted. Thus with the Second Annual Reunion 
ended my post-graduate relations with our Alma Mater. Those 
two post-graduate years had been pleasant ones, and it was 
with deep regret that I thought of leaving Princeton. After 
six years the ties are even stronger than after four; but it 
was up to me to try to do something and earn a modest living. 
The summer of 1903 was again spent in western Pennsyl- 
vania. In September I came to New York, and entered upon 
the duties of instructor in normal histology in the College of 
Physicians and Surgeons. Coincident with the readvent of 
Tammany on November 3d, there was an event which has a 
direct bearing on the future. In Oak Lane, Philadelphia, was 
a young lady who had decided to cast her lot with mine. Sa 
on the above date we were married, and took up our abode in 
Roseville, Newark. This year's work, along with happy do- 
mestic relations, has been very enjoyable throughout. While 
at P. and S. I occasionallv run across Jimmy Jameson, Dicky 
Dwight, Sam Dod (Sam hasn't changed any), and several 
others, and I hear they are all doing well. 



Letters from the Class 153 

I think that completes my little tale. I don't know what 
the future holds in store. But at least the coming year will 
be spent at P. and S. My Newark residence is perhaps not 
permanent, but any communications addressed to Homewood, 
Beaver County, Pennsylvania, will always reach me ; and dur- 
ing the college year I can be reached at 437 West Fifty-ninth 
Street, New York City. 

Wishing each and every one of you good success, and the 
Qass of 1901 a brilliant record, I am. 

Yours sincerely, 

A. M. Miller. 
^:> ^^ 

FRANK DANA MILLER 

Tunkhannock, Pa., May 14, 1904. 

Dear Frank : You may head this letter in any manner you 
see fit, and publish as much of it as you think worth printing. 

Three years ago this June when I was thrown through a 
car window out into the wide, wide world, I found my native 
town ready to give me shade and shelter, though it did not 
know just exactly what to do with me. Finally, I was given 
the position of Assistant Principal of the Public Schools, and 
here I have remained ever since. My deeds have not been of 
the character that will cause you to turn down the leaf on 
which these words may be printed, nor will they ever, I hope, 
astonish the world. My position has kept me from getting 
married, writing books, and from doing much other mischief. 
My work has been very pleasant, and though I do not expect 
to follow it for many years, yet it will be hard for me to give 
it up. That, I think, will answer the question which some 
might ask as to how I liked my work. I like it so well that I 
am afraid I shall keep at it longer than I ought. 

Missing the Hall initiations I turned my attention to Ma- 
sonry, and have ridden nearly all the masonic goats in this 
part of the State, and now I am helping drive the goats for 
others. 

I entered Princeton in September, 1897, and graduated with 
the class in June, 1901. With many others I feel that the four 
years spent there are exerting a power and influence over 
me that I shall not be able to estimate until I have dbne with 
time. 

Yours, 

Frank D. Miller. 

P. S. — The above is my permanent address. Letters sent 
there will always reach me. 

F. D. M. 



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HUGH MILLER 

Boston, Mass., May 14, 1904. 

Dear Fellows : Two days after we licked Yale at baseball 
on Manhattan Field, June 15, 1901, I began work in the office 
of Mr. H. deB. Parsons, Consulting Engineer, 22 William 
Street, New York. It was not long before I found that '' Crab- 
ber " Morrow was working in the same building ; but as he 
had prevailed on the Farmers' Trust to provide him with a 
free lunch, I could never get him to leave it and go out to 
lunch with me, although we used to see each other occasionally. 

An opportunity to teach at Princeton having been offered 
me, March, 1902, found me back in the old burg— although 
situated quite differently from what I had been the year before. 
I had a class of Seniors, who, in spite of my youthfulness, 
didn't horse me very much, and some of them even called me 
" Mr. Miller." It seemed like Sophomore year when '02 were 
Freshmen ! ,With " Jigs " Little, Frank Janeway, " Buck " 
Mellinger, and several others of the big class around there that 
spring, we managed to hold a few '01 meetings on the front 
campus and elsewhere. 

The question of what I should do that summer was decided 
when I accepted an offer of a position as tutor to a boy who 
was then preparing for college and who will probably enter 
Princeton next fall. As I decided not to return to Princeton 
the following year, I held down this tutoring job until the fol- 
lowing January, when, on account of poor health, I was obliged 
to give it up. 

Several months were required for my recuperation, the first 
part of which time was spent at my home at Roselle, N. J. 
After several weeks, I came to Boston on a visit, during which 
on March 3, 1903, my engagement to Miss Clara H. Fay of 
this city was announced. After my visit here the remainder 
of my recuperation was spent at home and at various summer 
resorts, and during that time I studied stenography and type- 
writing. This cinch was brought to an end September 29, 
1903, when I began work in my present position in the Boston 
office of the Centennial Copper Mining Co., which is also the 
office of several other copper mining companies, with properties 
in the Lake Superior district of Michigan. 

One of the pleasantest features of the past winter for me 
has been the Princeton Reunions we have been able to have 
here. '' Jap " Crane, who has been studying at Technology this 
year, has been one of the prime movers of these reunions, which 
have consisted so far of two smokers and a banquet — all at the 
University Club. The '01 men present at these meetings have 



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included, besides ** Jap " Crane, '' Pretty " Porter, " Cap " 
Schaff, and Paul Bissell ; there were also a great many '02 and 
03 men who are studying at Technology or Harvard. 

About two weeks ago I received the news of the arrival in 
Atlanta of Miss Martha Allen Boyton, and so I suppose Papa 
George will be too fully occupied with household cares to 
break away from the family circle to attend the Reunion in 
June. 

At my business address, 60 State Street, Boston, letters will 
always reach me, as I expect to stay in Boston indefinitely, 
and have taken an apartment here for next winter, with the 
expectation of being married in the fall. 

Hoping to see all you fellows at the Triennial, I am. 
Faithfully yours, 

Hugh Miller. 

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BENJAMIN BENTLEY MITCHELL, JR. 

Bennie is selling insurance in Troy, Pa. I haven't gotten a 
line from him since last November. 

ROBERT MONKS 

September 19, 1904. 

Dear Frank : The following, though coming rather late, is 
the true story of my life, wath a few reservations, since leaving 
Princeton. This sorrowful event happened in June of '99. 
I have resided in New York ever since. 

Upon leaving college I went forth to seek my fortune in 
the great world, expecting from talks held in different rooms 
in " Old Nassau," that Dame Fortune would greet me with 
her most genial smile. I will say right here, Frank, that I 
don't know how the rest of that bunch fared, but she did not 
smile at me, she laughed. This came in the nature of a mild 
surprise, to say the least. However, nothing daunted, I fixed 
upon Wall Street as the field of opportunity, and allowed one 
of the leading firms in the money market to secure my services 
for a small monetary consideration, feeling that it was only a 
question of time when my remarkable ability (?) would win 
for me a place among the Napoleons of Wall Street. The 
rest of the office force could not see it in that way, in fact, 
the only one that was not openly rude was the cat; he only 
fell asleep upon the recital of my story, all of which proved 
to me that I would have to get a new one, but I liked the 
cat just the same. It took me some time to realize that my 



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employers did not appreciate what a whale they had in me. 
When this fact dawned on me I determined to make them 
suffer for their stupidity, so I gave them the usual two weeks' 
notice. They must have suffered in silence, because I never 
heard anything from them except that they are still doing 
business at the old stand. 

The next position I endeavored to fill was with a firm of 
contractors. The hours were somewhat longer than in my 
first experience ; so long that I scarcely had time to think. One 
of these " Early to bed, early to rise, etc.," jobs. This adage 
offers excellent food for reflection in this way : porters, milk- 
men, lamp-lighters are all early risers, and as a rule they could 
not stand being any healthier, could they? They must be 
wise, for so it reads, therefore the only solution I can see is 
that they are devotees to ** The Simple Life," for I never 
caught one with a mansion on Fifth Avenue yet. I may be 
wrong on this, Frank, but after arising several days at 5 G. m. 
(good morning) one naturally speculates upon his lot. Re- 
member I only offer this as an opinion. I wish some of the 
fellows would let me know how they feel about it. 

.Well, to make a long story short, I got wise and formed a 
partnership with one David E. Kennedy, in a business of our 
own. I liked the sound of that at first, but it has its disad- 
vantages on the first of every month, as everyone knows who 
has tried it. This will be about all, except my advice to young 
men is to go to work and forget it. I mean the impatient 
world waiting for them to get out of college. I suppose that 
the world is still clamoring for me, but when I hear anyone 
say that now, there is an indescribable something that arises 
between that person and myself that puts him in the same 
class with barbers, book-agents, and other bores, from my 
point of view. 

Married? Not just yet. 

Post-graduate work. Life's University, Freshman class. 

I have had as many degrees as a thermometer, but the 
trouble is they are not in sheepskin. 

Never published a book, this is my first offense. But when 
you said, " for the sake of the class be decent about it," that 
settled it with me, so you called this down upon yourself. If 
you feel it will queer the sale of the book, don't hesitate to use 
the blue pencil. 

In answer to your fifth would say that I hope, with some 
twenty-five million others, to be President some day, although 
at present my political career is limited to voting on Election 
Day. 

A few brief sentences will suffice to tell of my travels. I 
have been to the Middle West and Pittsburg a few times, and 



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last spring saw me in Panama, the finest city I have been to 
barring Hoboken, so you see that there are some few remote 
corners of the earth that I have not visited. 

You might reach me by addressing Robert Monks, North 
America, but I would advise Robert Monks, care of Kennedy 
& Monks, 156 Fifth Avenue, New York City, New York State, 
U. S. A. 

Frank, it is not because I am afraid to write too much, but 
because I would rather not ask you to read much more of 
this line of talk, I will desist. But I would like to know 
what brand of Smiles were doled out to the rest of that crowd. 
The plan I have is to get all the good advice I can while I am 
yet young, for it must be rough on the aged to listen to advice, 
don't you think so ? When I do this with the average amount 
of application I ought to experience some important change. 

Hoping that you will find it in your heart to forgive me, 
I am, faithfully yours, 

Robert Monks. 

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PAUL MITCHELL 

Louisville, Ky., May 13, 1904. 

Dear Father Confessor: When I came home the other 
day from down in the State, and saw your wall-card, it oc- 
curred to me that maybe the autobiographies hadn't been 
pouring in on you — that it was a hint, in other words, for us 
not to be bashful about what we had or hadn't achieved. 

I left college, you know, in January, 1901, and was under 
treatment for neurasthenia until fall. After a short business 
course, I entered the temporary employment of the Ballard 
& Ballard Co. here, who make flour. Thence I went to the 
statistical department of the Louisville & Nashville Railroad, 
but my genius prompted me to throw this over in the fall of 
1902 to enter Law School, where I've been till the present, 
having obtained my license, and with the hope of an LL. B. 
in the near future. 

Last June I was examined at Princeton for my degree, and 
last Saturday was elected treasurer of the Kentucky Christian 
Endeavor Union for two years, and on the train home was 
invited to become a Knight of Pythias, which honor I de- 
clined. Harper and Baldwin send the news and occasionally 
friends of friends filter through, as for instance, just yesterday 
a Mr. Holding of China was asking me for news of Paul 
Goodwin. 

Your friend and classmate, 

Paul Mitchell. 



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PRESTON KNOX MORROW 

This unobliging friend has withstood me to my face and 
even refused to pay the quarter on the reminder I sent him 
by the Western Union, which I think "goes one better'' any- 
thing Cousin Donald ever did. He is working in the Auditor's 
office of the New York Central & Hudson River Railroad, in 
the Grand Central Depot, New York. He lives at the old 
stand, 75 Mitchell Place, East Orange, N.J. 

^> ^^> 
JAMES DONALD MORROW 

April 15, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : In reply to your favor recently received 
regarding a letter for our Triennial Record, I wish to give you 
the following facts to be kept in strict confidence : 

After completing the severe course of study I followed at 
Princeton, I left the town about a week after Commencement 
in June, 1901. My only residence has been, and is, at 173 
South Orange Avenue, South Orange, N. J. About one week 
after graduation, I was given a place in the Trust Department 
of the Farmers' Loan & Trust Co. of 22 William Street, New 
York. This place was secured for me through the influence 
of a prominent Princeton alumnus, who promised this to me 
several months before graduation. This in itself is one of 
the strongest arguments why every man should consider 
Princeton carefully before he chooses another university. 

On January i, 1904, I left the Farmers' Loan & Trust Co., 
and went into the Advertising Department of Pearson's Maga- 
zine, at 2 to 20 Astor Place, New York City. On the Pear- 
sen's staff are two members of the class of 1901, Raymond D. 
Little as advertising manager, and Elting F. Warner as assist- 
ant circulation manager. At baseball, football, and hockey 
seasons, a distinct Princeton atmosphere can be felt in this 
office. 

Regarding question Number 2 (married?), I must be brief 
in answering No. I am not even conscious of any of the 
forerunners of that blessed state ; the rest of the question needs 
no answer. 

I have done no post-graduate work or studying since I left 
Princeton, but have had my ideas molded each day by the 
New York Sun, New York Evening Post, and Pearsons Maga- 
zine. I have published no books, pamphlets, or other articles. 

As to the list of associations to which I belong it might 
appear that I am slightly biased. However, they are the 



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Princeton Club of New York City, the Princeton Club of 
Newark, N. J., and the Princeton Alumni Association of the 
Oranges. 

I have been a Republican since graduation, but only through 
force of circumstances. I have been on the campaign com- 
mittee of the Citizens' ticket for two years in South Orange. 
This is a reform ticket, and has been in power for six years. 

As to positions of honor and trust, my report is small. I am 
treasurer of the Men's Association of Trinity Presbyterian 
Church of South Orange, N. J., and treasurer of the Princeton 
Alumni Association of the Oranges. 

I have done but little traveling, and it has all been in the 
vicinity of New York City. 

My permanent address is 173 South Orange Avenue, South 
Orange, N. J., where all letters can be forwarded to me when 
I am away. 

Since graduation, I have become a great believer in out- 
door exercises. My athletic tendencies have been toward navi- 
gation, tennis, and agriculture. At the latter, I am very pro- 
ficient indeed. 

Very sincerely yours, 

James Donald Morrow. 

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WALTER BARCLAY MOUNT 

24 Summit Street, 
East Orange, N. J., May 22, 1904. 

Dear Frank: During the last three years it seems as 
though the most that I have learned is how to be tired and 
not mind it. Except for a short space each summer I have 
been studying medicine in its different branches. The first 
five months were the worst, for then I used to count the weeks 
off, and wish they would hurry. Since that time, however, 
it has become the most interesting occupation I can imagine, 
though there are times when one's own probable efficiency and 
usefulness seem to be pretty low. 

I have seen a goodly number of sick people, and have come 
to the conclusion that almost everybody in this wicked world 
has some ailment — that they are the luckiest who know least 
about theirs and spend the least time thinking of it. But 
numerous as are the frailties of the human body, I am gradu- 
ally being convinced that the weaknesses of the human mind 
are more numerous and certainly more serious. 

I have gotten to dislike the very dust of New York City 
streets — would that it would stay down there and not be con- 
stantly seeking the eyes, nose, and other vulnerable points of 



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the unfortunate inhabitant. Mine for the country, even though 
it be a commuter's existence. It is worth a couple of hours 
a day to open your eyes in the morning upon the sun-kissed 
trees and grass instead of the monotonous Hne of straight 
liouses. 

I have gotten much good from various reunions and dinners, 
and am more inclined than ever not to let them pass by after 
I have seen the oldest living grad come out to a meeting of 
the youngest Alumni Association — that of the Oranges — on 
a very stormy night last winter. But these gatherings are 
special occasions, and, even as that memorable dinner to Wood- 
row Wilson in New York, all stir the heart. 

My studies have been pursued at the College of Physicians 
and Surgeons along with a chosen few out of our great class, 
and I have occupied apartments in New York so that I might 
breathe the very atmosphere of work, and have vainly tried to 
grow fat on the boarding-house fare, which is a trifle better 
than our Freshman food used to be. 

Each summer, however, I have torn myself away from the 
work, and spent a pleasant part of it as we were surely meant 
to live. I have played golf with absolutely no success, and 
even my former skill in tennis did not seem to return. The 
one thing I still could do was to sleep, and eating was still 
pretty satisfactory. In fact, I believe I may be getting old ; 
I no longer feel able to exercise all day long with pleasure 
or impunity. 

The only way I have been connected with any organization 
of note has been in handing in contributions yearly to a strug- 
gling reformi party in our town. The intelligent citizens were 
enraged at the unbridled audacity of members of the reigning 
party secure in the tenure of their office, and by their vote 
elected Gregory '97 on the Board of Education, who did most 
excellent work. Also a certain member of our class threw 
himself into the fight with all his enthusiasm (you know Lyn 
Fort?), and on many a stormy night swayed the masses. Only 
once did he have to duck. The excitement of the work, how- 
ever, unfitted me for my studies, so that I had to refrain from 
active participation. I have had connection with a seat in 
church rather irregularly. In 1903 I was manager of the 
religious meetings of the Y. M. C. A. of P. & S. 

With Wilford Conrow I had an extremely interesting trip 
to Old Point, Baltimore, Annapolis, Jamestown, Williams- 
town, Yorktown, Richmond, etc. Owing to his considerable 
knowledge of the places we visited, and his double,-quick 
walking time, we saw twice as much as anyone else in the 
same number of days. The same summer I took a trip down 
the St. Lawrence and through Lake Champlain and Lake 



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George, seeing the interesting cities Quebec and Montreal. 
Lake George is the prettiest lake I have seen, and it was there 
we found Frank Linen wreathed in smiles and surrounded by 
a bevy of girls. He said he could not find time to play much 
tennis. What other time I have been able to snatch I have 
spent in a delightful spot on the northern shore of Long 
Island, where the breezes cool my aching brow. 

My only plans for the next few years are to stuff this poor 
head as full of knowledge as it can hold, and then see what 
comes of it, whether I shall really be of any use in the time 
of need. 

May the sorting of these letters not take too many months 
oflf your life. 

Yours very sincerely, 

Walter B. Mount. 
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WALTER COON NICHOLS 

Letter-writing apparently was too dry to engage the interest 
of W. C. Nichols. Upon graduation. he entered the business 
of his father, A. S. Nichols, Manufacturer of Mantels, Fire 
Places, Tile Work, etc.. Park Avenue and 129th Street, New 
York, as salesman, which position he still holds. 

He married Miss May R. Phelan on November 20, 1902, 
thereby cementing a friendship with a classmate which on two 
occasions at least we have seen to exhibit some symptoms of 
liquidation. He lives at 791 Prospect Avenue, New York. 
He sailed for Europe with Mrs. Nichols on August 6th for a 
trip of three months. 

^> ^^ 

PERCY GRANGER OLDS 

Fort Wayne, Ind., September 25, 1904. 
My Dear Secretary and Classmates : After having re- 
ceived five requests from our most energetic Secretary, which, 
if they have had no other effect, have surely served to convince 
me of his enterprise and ingenuity, I have finally undertaken to 
serve you with the few details of my career since leaving 
Princeton. To make a short story as short as possible, I left 
college after my Freshman year, returned to Fort Wayne, Ind., 
and went to work with my father in the construction business. 
Our line is the construction of electric-light and water-works 
plants of whatever size we are able to secure. In April, 1902, 
I married Miss Gertrude E. Morris, daughter of Judge S. L. 
Morris, class of " 73." I have not written any great work, 
been elected to any position of unusual prominence, or done 



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anything to put my name in the telegraphic columns of the 
daily papers. My journeys have been principally confined to 
small towns, which are not on your Eastern maps, where 
business called me. In fact, when it is all summed up, I can't 
say that I feel proud of my contribution to the glory of our 
otherwise most glorious class. I have not had one opportunity 
to return to Princeton since I left there in 1898, and only the 
most urgent reasons kept me from attending the Triennial, a 
pleasure which I had promised myself ever since I last saw 
the two big towers of Blair disappear over the hill, as the 
" dummy '" took me to the Junction for the last time. I have 
never lost a bit of the sincere affection for our Alma Mater 
which comes to a Princeton student even in the first year of 
his course there, and the first occasion that takes me East will 
surely see me back in Princeton, where I hope to meet some of 
my old friends of 1901 and renew acquaintance. 

Hoping that the time may come very soon, and with the 
best of wishes for all my classmates, I am. 
Yours sincerely, 

Percy G. Olds. 

HOWARD RUFUS OMWAKE 

Beirut, Syria, July 3, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : I know I've been horribly slow in writ- 
ing this letter, but otherwise it would not have been in keeping 
with the country I have been living in for the past three years. 
Life here has been rather uneventful, in one sense, and in 
another it has been filled with various kinds of opportunities. 

In the summer of 1901 Steen, Gardner, and I wandered 
through Scotland and England together, until Nance discov- 
ered one who he thought would appreciate his company more, 
whereupon he immediately shook us. Steen and I continued 
our wanderings across France and over the Mediterranean to 
Constantinople and Beirut. As we cruised among the Greek 
Isles and past Troy, Steen became possessed of the Epic muse 
and brought forth a mighty poem, which may probably appear 
soon from the Roycrofters. 

Once in Beirut we soon became disillusioned as to the saintly 
character of the inhabitants of the Holy Land, after two or 
three days in the classroom. To be concise, I've been teaching 
English and Bible for three years in the Prep. Department of 
the Syrian Protestant College — an institution of nearly 750 
students drawn from all parts of the Levantine world, and 
representing a grand hodge-podge of religions. In most re- 
spects students here are the same as students in America, and 



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the things in which they are different in no wise lessen the 
interest of the work. 

During vacations opportunities to see Syria have come my 
way, and have been taken. One trip took us five days east of 
Damascus into the Syrian Desert, to the ancient Palmyra; at 
other times we have been to Jerusalem, Galilee, Samaria, and 
the country lying immediately east of the Jordan. The best 
opportunities to see the life of the people have come when 
making tours with American missionaries. 

Last summer I spent seven weeks in Greece, most of the 
time in Athens, where I had access to the library of the Ameri- 
can School of Classical Studies. The things of special interest 
in that trip were visits to Marathon, to the home of Apollo, 
to Olympia, to the scene of Agamemnon's performances, and 
a walk across the " thirsty " horse-rearing, Argive plain. 

I can't think of anything else that might interest anybody, 
for the East doesn't produce events very fast. The wiles of 
the Turk have not hindered our course, though I have a higher 
appreciation of America now than I had three years ago. Next 
year I expect to be at Mercersburg Academy, teaching pro- 
spective Princetonians, et al, of the journeyings of ^neas, of 
the eloquence of Cicero, and sundry declensions and conju- 
gations. 

Before closing, I want to state that Steen's hair is as curly 
and stubborn as it used to be, and that the boys here have 
many times drunk in eloquence as rich and powerful as ever 
made a Yale debating team look sober. The '01 quartet of 
Gardner, Maier, Steen, and I, who have been together here, 
have had many a good time over some batch of news that has 
come over your hand and seal, or from the mighty weapon 
of Walter Hope. 

Awfully sorry we couldn't get back for the Triennial, but 
if our presence will help bring a celebration next November, 
we will try hard to be there and see a lot of the big class. 
Sincerely, 

*' Reuben " Omwake. 
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HOWARD DAVID PANCOAST 

Camden, N. J., July 22, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : I shall reply to your interrogatories 
briefly, and in the order in which they were made : 

Since leaving college my permanent residence has been 503 
Cooper Street, Camden, N. J., and during the summer months 
I have been at our home in Merchantville, N. J. In the fall 
of 1 901 I entered the University of Pennsylvania Law School, 



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at which institution I remained one year; after that time I 
entered my father's office as a student, remaining there until 
June of the present year, at which time I was admitted to the 
New Jersey Bar, and am now engaged in the practice of law 
in Camden, N. J. 

Unmarried. 

Answered as above. 

No pubHcations. 

Do not belong to any such organization. The only position 
of trust is that resulting from my limited practice. 

Canada. 

As above. 

I hope the above will meet the requirements. 
Very truly, 

H. D. Pancoast. 

SCHUYLER HOWARD PARK 

New York City, July 24, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : After looking over your suggestions I 
find the only one on which I can discourse is the fact, as I 
have not as yet become involved in matrimonial ventures, poli- 
tics, or professional work. 

Like a good many fellows graduated from our Great Uni- 
versity, intending to follow commercial life, I started out to 
look for a job with a salary of about twenty dollars attached, 
and on July 2, 1901, I signed with Cordley & Hayes, Sole 
Agents for the United Indurated Fibre Ware Co., with offices 
at 172 Duane Street, New York City (not at twenty dollars. 
Oh, no!). They convinced me that I was worth about three 
dollars, but being a liberal house, they gave me five, and made 
me head office boy. 

After nine months of hard work they sent me on the road, 
visiting such towns as Hoboken, Paterson, and Trenton, in 
New Jersey, and all the civilized towns in Pennsylvania as 
far west as Williamsport and Tyrone. Soon tiring of a drum- 
mer's life, I left them July 15, 1903, and took a long-needed 
rest. 

Three months later I took a position with the Royal Ex- 
change Assurance of London, Eng., in their New York office, 
at 92 William Street. There being no vacancy in their execu- 
tive staff, and the present incumbents being determined to 
hold down their jobs, I transferred my affections on April 
25, 1904, to the National Biscuit Co., who have a proclivity 
for hiring High Grade College men to learn their business, 
with the idea of some day making them President or something 



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else. Well, I took it, and am at present working like a mule 
in their factory on Tenth Avenue, between Fifteenth and Six- 
teenth Streets, from seven in the morning until five at night, 
learning how to make and bake '' Uneeda Biscuit." 

I am living temporarily at 288 St. Nicholas Avenue, New 
York City, but my permanent address is still Cranford, N. J. 
Yours very sincerely, 

Schuyler H. Park. 

<:^ <^ 
ROSCOE SMITH PARSONS 

Bonne Terre, Mo., May 26, 1904. 

Dear Fellows : That awful chap '' Janus " has been after 
me so hot with postals, letters, etc., that I have decided to 
drop all business and get this letter off to-day, if it busts the 
concern. 

Perhaps some of you will remember that about the middle 
of May, 1901, right in the midst of the final exams, I 
was taken sick with an attack of appendicitis, and the worst 
of the whole thing is that I was all prepaired* to take the 
rest of the exams. Spent all that time poling up and wasting 
good gray matter, and then had to lie down and quit. I didn't 
care so much about the diploma, but that loading up and then 
not a chance to unload ! Why, it has bothered me to this day, 
and I am still carrying some of that stuff with me yet. Can't 
seem to forget it. 'Twas all about Roads and Pavements and 
Sewerage. All the rest of the course I have forgotten, thank 
the Lord! 

Well, I spent a few bad days in the Infirmary, and then was 
taken up to Utica, N. Y., and later, June ist, was operated. 
I learned through some of the fellows of the good cheer you 
gave me at Senior Singing, and wish to thank you heartily 
for your good wishes. After I recovered from the operation 
I went out to Colorado for a month, and then came here to 
this mining town, where I have been ever since, with the 
exception of a couple of weeks I took to get married. I would 
like to quit here and say, " They lived happy ever after," but 
Frank has asked for a lot of things — " which modesty, etc., 
prevents these fellows from telling," so, if you want to know 
it, I will have to tell it myself, as no one else knows about it. 

I started out as secretary to the Superintendent and Resident 
Director of the St. Joseph Lead Co., and the Doe Run Lead 
Co. Tried that about a year, and then they made me As- 
sistant Superintendent of the St. Joseph Lead Co., still holding 

[* This spelling is the Dago's; maybe he is facetiously referring to 
his being engaged. — Editor.] 



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the same title with the Doe Run Lead Co. Some time later 
I was appointed Assistant Treasurer of the Mississippi River 
& Bonne Terre Railroad, and Assistant Secretary and Treas- 
urer of the Bonne Terre Farming & Cattle Co. I got married 
on the strength of that. Married Miss Ruth Ball Rider of 
Clayville, N. Y., on December lo, 1903. In January I was 
elected President of the Farmers & Miners Bank, with a 
capital of $50,000. That's about all. Will have to cut out 
questions 3, 4, 5, and 6. Expect to be here at Bonne Terre, 
Mo., all the rest of my life, if the lead holds out. I shall be 
more than glad to have any of you fellows who happen to be 
out this way drop in and see us for a few days. Best wishes 
to one and all of you for a long and prosperous life. Get 
married. Very truly yours, 

R. R. S. Parsons. 
^:^ <:> 

ARTHUR PASFIELD 

" Buz " has toured the world since he left us. It was his 
honeymoon. He married Elizabeth Houston of Kansas City, 
on November 27, 1901. I haven't heard from him for nearly 
three years. He was employed with Sam. B. Hough & Co., 
Real Estate and Loan Brokers, 908 Main Street, Kansas City, 
which is the only address of Pasfield's that I have. 

CHARLES EDWARD PATTERSON 

25 Broad Street, New York, 

May 24, 1904. 
My Dear Frank : In the way of record and statistics I 
have nothing to add to the letter I wrote you about two years 
ago. 

The reason that I did not answer your earlier communi- 
cations is that I have been spending the last eleven weeks in 
traveling, visiting the Madeiras, Gibraltar, Algiers, Malta, 
Greece, Turkey, Asia Minor, Syria, Palestine, Egypt, Italy, 
and Southern France. I spent nineteen days in Palestine — a. 
large part of it in traveling on horseback, and sleeping in 
tents. At Beyrout I saw " Nance " Gardner and Maier, and 
just missed Steen and Omwake, who started off for a horse- 
back and camping trip through Palestine only a few days 
before I came. You may make such use of this information 
as you choose. 

Hoping to see you at Princeton before long, I am, 
Yours sincerely, 

C. E. Patterson. 



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WILLIAM THOMAS JAMES PEARSON 

Abetter from a member of Pearson's family, written about 
September 10, states that he has *' been an invalid for sixteen 
months, having had nervous collapse, and, while recovering, 
is still far from well, and unable to do any writing." 

His home address is 39 Seventh Avenue, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

WILLIAM McKELVEY PEEBLES 

About February 7, 1903, Peebles wrote me that his address 
was Richland Lane, corner Pennsylvania Avenue, Pittsburg, 
and that he was employed in the production department of the 
Westinghouse Electrical Co. Beyond this I know nothing 
about him. 

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ROBERT BLAKENEY PETTY, JR. 

Pittsburg, Pa., July 22, 1904. 

Dear Frank : It was only in the hope that I might be able 
to tell of some position of honor, trust, or profit that I have 
held, that I have delayed this letter — and the greatest of these 
is profit. But now since fortune has not yet smiled, and the 
hen that lays the golden eggs has not yet appeared, I shall 
have to acknowledge my shortcomings and write in the ca- 
pacity of a poor, struggling lawyer, still respectable, however, 
and honored by myself above all others. 

Since leaving college, which was in the month of June, I 
have been doing nothing startling and nothing scandalous — 
simply leading the easy-going life of all lawyers and students, 
with now and then a spell of good hard work, and again a 
little rest. Politics have not worried me as yet, though if 
Bryan or Cleveland had come to the front it would have been 
time for all good citizens to do likewise. 

I might say that there are associated with me in my pro- 
fession two others, viz., my brother Will and also my father, 
and we have our offices in the same rooms. I have not been 
outside of this country, and, indeed, have been very little out- 
side of this city since graduation, and, I'm ashamed to say, 
have been able to go back to Princeton only once. My spirit 
has been willing enough, but the coin comes in mighty slow. 
Of late the money market has been loosening up somewhat, 
and I hope to be able to remit when the next installment to 
the Memorial Fund falls due. At least I wish to obtain a 



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Triennial Record, and take this opportunity of subscribing, 
though I think I've already done so. I'll pay for it somehow. 
Yours very truly, 

R. B. Petty, Jr. 

WILLIAM FRAZER PETTY 

Pittsburg, Pa., June 2, 1904. 

Dear Frank, and Others who may be Interested-: 
About a week after the great class graduated I began the 
study of law in earnest, and am now fortunate enough to say 
that all examinations are a thing of the past. 

Bob and I have been looking at each other across the smooth 
surface of a flat-top desk, and practicing law for six months 
or so. My present intention is to keep on following the law, 
for sometimes it looks as though I might perhaps be catching 
up a little — other times it doesn't. As proof of some advance, 
and as an illustration of class spirit *' in the wide, wide world," 
I received a short time ago from an Attorney of Toledo, Ohio, 
who is a member of the glorious class, a bill marked " for 
collection," a claim which the eminent barrister described as 
" large and juicy," with such phrases as " halve the commis- 
sions," etc. Even though the claim did amount to but $3, 
and even though it was uncollectable, it's experience which 
counts. With such an incentive, why should I not stick to the 
law? 

Marriage, on account of its casual relationship to divorce, 
naturally has interested me more or less; otherwise I haven't 
considered it seriously. 

I have not been worried a great deal yet with positions of 
''' honor, trust, or profit," consequently I haven't made any 
extended tour of this country, nor visited parts unknown, 
though I sincerely hope I may Idc able to get down to Prince- 
ton in the near future. 

Possibly by the time we are ripe for another chapter the 
lines may have crossed, so as to shake up some interesting 
developments. It seems to be the custom for young lawyers 
to pursue a dignified Fabian policy. This policy, for one thing, 
is not conducive to large charitable donations. 

Anticipating a great deal of pleasure in reading the other 
letters, I am. 

Most sincerely yours, 

W. F. Petty. 

Home address: No. 5614 Irwin Avenue, Pittsburg, Pa. 
Office address : No. 607 Bakewell Building, Pittsburg, Pa. 
P. S. — The older the man, the easier the autobiography. 



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EDWIN FORREST PHELAN 

About a year ago he informed me that he was a merchant, 
with his business address at 103 Water Street (it is to laugh!). 
New York. He married Miss Mary E. Muchmore of Summit, 
N. J., on September 15, 1903. 

ROBERT FULTON PITCAIRN 

Grant, Indiana County, Pa., May 27, 1904. 

Dear Frank : In response to your kind invitation to write 
my own autobiography, I am going to throw modesty to the 
winds and tell you all about it. Here goes : 

Immediately after leaving college, I secured a temporary 
position with the Penna. R. R., as a clerk in my father's office. 
Unlike most fellows who work for their father, I was turned 
over to the tender mercies of the chief clerk, and I worked. 

Meanwhile I had made up my mind to enter the coal busi- 
ness, and was only awaiting an opportunity. September i, 
1901, it came, and I became a salesman for the Keystone Coal 
& Coke Co., of Pittsburg, Pa. Doubtless some of the fellows 
have been on the road, and know how discouraging it is to try 
and sell goods when the market is overstocked. Well, that 
was just my fix, and from eight o'clock in the morning until 
five in the evening I hunted smokestacks and wore out shoe 
leather trying to sell people something that they did not want. 
It was delightful ! I sold two cars in the first ten days, but I 
kept at it, and gradually the demand for coal became greater. 
Then came the Anthracite Coal Strike, and I retired within 
my den, and spent all my time putting off the very men whom 
a short time before I had been importuning to buy. As con- 
ditions became worse, and the railroads grew more congested, 
I was sent out to walk ties on the railroad and trace our indi- 
vidual cars. I traveled between Pittsburg and Philadelphia 
and South Amboy and Greenwich Piers on this mission. 

March i, 1902, our company was incorporated and consoli- 
dated with about fifteen smaller concerns, under our old name, 
and I was sent to Greensburg to assist on the general books of 
the company. I worked here until May 15, 1903, when I was 
sent out into Indiana County to look after a new coalfield of 
about twelve thousand acres. The name of this company is 
The Greenwich Coal & Coke Co., and I am still with them as 
superintendent. My headquarters are at Grant, Pa. 

Not the least interesting event in my history since leaving 
college was my marriage, on November 10, 1903, to Miss 



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Sarah Alice Keller of No. 104 East End Avenue, Pittsburg, 
Pa. Several men of the glorious Class of 1901 conspired to 
make it a memorable event. But I guess that trouble is pe- 
culiar to most newly married people. Anyhow, we are still 
living and happy. 

We are now living in Grant, Pa., the place where " Billy " 
Penn tied his canoe when he came to the head waters of the 
Susquehanna, and worked his famous land swindle on the poor 
Indians. 

We belong to the Presbyterian Church, where I have the 
honor to be assistant superintendent in the Sabbath school 
and also the teacher of the Men's Bible Class. On Sunday 
afternoons we either ride, drive, or walk to the Greenwich 
mines (four miles away), where I am the Superintendent of a 
Sabbath school made up of miners' children, many of whom 
are foreigners. 

In the fall of 1903 I assisted in organizing the First Na- 
tional Bank of Cherry tree, with a capital stock of $25,000. 
The bank has been very prosperous, and we have recently 
doubled our capital stock to $50,000. I am one of the directors. 

I am taking the complete Coal Mining course in the Scran- 
ton International Correspondence Schools, and my ambition 
is to be thoroughly posted on the theoretical as well as the 
practical side of mining. 

As far as I know, my permanent address is Grant, Indiana 
County, Pa. 

Thanking you very sincerely for this chance to be egotistical, 
I am, 

Your classmate, 

ROBT. F. PiTCAIRN. 

EDWARD CUTHBERT PLATT, JR. 

My Dear Frank : I have just received your third earnest 
communication for a few lines from my stalwart pen. I hope 
you can read it, as it cannot be typewritten as you request, 
as I have the typewriter's elbow, and the doctor refuses to 
allow me to work the machine for another month. 

I have not answered your previous commands, as I have 
little or nothing to tell the fellows, much as I would like to 
spin some tall yarn, such as you will probably get from 
" Meinken," about saving the tall brunette at Macy's Choco- 
late Counter — all capitals — from dying of weariness by telling 
her how he bet on Fried Crupp at 100 to i. 

As with many of the other laddies in the Great and Only, 
I have spent most of my time since graduation opening wed- 



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ding invitations and announcements from better and luckier 
men. I have already worn out three paper-cutters. As for 
getting married myself, nothing doing. I was left at the 
post on class day. 

My life since leaving the burg can be summed up in a few 
words and a moral. I started in with the Western Electric 
Company in New York, and am still with the same firm, al- 
though transferred to their Philadelphia branch last February. 
The work is pleasant, and the fellows you run up against, as 
a rule, congenial, so that I am having not half a bad time. 
That's the whole story, and the moral is that : It is rather 
exciting chasing the elusive nickel (I believe I am indebted 
to Lifty Lawton for this terse, trite, and trenchant expression), 
but the connections are almost as rare as Fort's attempts to 
vsing Old Nassau. He connected with the air one night in 
Senior year, and still talks about it. By the way, he's a great 
lawyer. If anybody doubts me he can run out to Newark, 
and ask Carambo Sapristi somebody, an Italian contractor who 
is afraid to get up in the morning until Fort nods his imperial 
brow. 

Went galloping around the country last fall, and fouled up 
with several of the lads. Cal Fentress was holding down a 
mahogany chair in Chicago and keeping the town from bank- 
ruptcy, and Hawkins, as Prosecuting Attorney in the Indian- 
apolis city courts, was sentencing vagrants to a bath. From 
Antrim to Los Angeles the big class seems to be doing itself 
proud. To those unfortunate enough to read this drool I 
extend my sympathy, and to all my regards and best wishes. 
Yours, 

Tom Platt. 

May 24, 1904. 

You ask for my permanent address. So far as I can see, 
any mail will reach me if addressed to the Western Electric 
Company, Philadelphia, Pa. 

^:> ^ 
STEPFIEN HAINES PLUM, JR. 

My Dear Classmates: On the 13th of June, 1901, I sailed 
for Europe for a six months' trip through Northern, Central, 
and Southern Europe, and Northern Africa. After I returned 
from Europe I was at home for a few months, and then I 
entered the Pemigewasset Power Company in Franklin, N. H. 

On my European trip I met my wife, who was then Miss 
Blanche Devereaux of Arlington, Mass. 

We were married April 12, 1904. We had a home wedding, 
and reception at the bride's home. 



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We went South on our wedding trip, and now we are lo- 
cated at " The Odell,'^ Franklin, N. H. 
Hoping we will all meet in June, 1906, 
I am, sincerely yours, 

Stephen H. Plum, Jr. 
Franklin, N. H., July 5, 1904. 

GEORGE FREDERICK WILHELMJ POGGENBURG 

Philadelphia, Pa., September 23, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway : Your " Help Call," and your im- 
pressive advice that the train was starting, and that the last 
call had been issued, reached me about a week ago, and this is 
the first opportunity I have had of answering this last summons. 

I owe you an apology for not writing before, but — I was 
taken with a severe case of myositis in my right arm, while in 
the West, which put me in bed for some time, and generally 
out of business for two months, preventing my writing, and, 
in fact, doing anything more than eating and sleeping, the first 
of which a nurse helped me to do and the last a physician. 

In accordance with your P. S. on the the bottom of this last 
call, I will try to give you the information you desire in the 
shortest possible space. 

Residence: Varied. Have lived for some time in every 
State in the Union east of Colorado. 

Occupation : First, engineer N. Y. C. R. R., located in 
Pennsylvania; second, engineer for the American Bridge Co., 
located in Brooklyn; third, engineer for New York Rapid 
Transit Subway, located in New York ; fourth, supervising 
engineer of the Alphons Custodis Chimney Construction Co., 
located in the '* United States." 

Matrimonial facts : Not married, but engaged. 

Post-graduate work, etc. : None. 

Degrees of scholarship : None. 

Publications : None. 

Positions of honor, profit, or trust: My aspirations have 
not brought me to any exalted positions, such as Governor of 
the State nor President of the United States, nor have they 
led me to become a millionaire, nor has the position of trust 
held been more than extraordinary. 

Permanent address : 1830 Madison Avenue, New York City. 

Journeys : In the due course of fulfilling the position I now 
occupy, I have been brought to and through every State east 
of Colorado. 

The company of which I am supervising engineer specializes 
on building chimneys. It is a patented chimney, built of radial. 



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perforated material, and one which, of course, zve think the 
best that ever happened, and one which the firm guarantees 
for five years, and has actually stood the test of fifty years 
without showing any deterioration. 

I have had my headquarters for some time in the Middle 
West, Columbus, Ohio ; in the South, Chattanooga, Tenn. ; in 
the West, Kansas City, Mo., and St. Louis, and at the present 
time am keeping shop at Philadelphia. 

I have not in my travels met very many of our classmates, 
for I was generally too busy or too short a time in a place 
where they were to look them up. 

I trust this short sketch will be adequate for your purposes, 
and so remain, 

Very truly yours, 

Geo. F. W. Poggenburg. 

WILLIAM SPENCER POINDEXTER 

Nashville, Tenn., June 4, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : You wrote and asked for a history 
of my life since leaving college. Do not think it will be very 
interesting, but still will try to follow out your request. 

On leaving Princeton at the end of Sophomore year, June, 
1899, I engaged my room for next term, left behind all my 
books, and many other things, fully expecting to return in the 
fall. During that summer, however, I had another attack of 
acute indigestion, something like I had in the spring of 1899 
at Princeton, and my advisers did not think my health would 
permit of close confinement in the classroom, so they advised 
me not to return to college, but to rest during that summer 
and fall, and enter some business that winter. Remained in 
Clarksville all summer, fall, and winter, up to January i, 1900, 
expecting to enter the tobacco business. About that time, how- 
ever, the Trust got the upper hand, and the warehouse of 
which I was to be manager never opened, so left Clarksville 
in January, 1900; came to Nashville, and took a course at 
Jennings' Business College, which course I finished on the 
1st of March the same year. Immediately after leaving the 
business college, secured a position as bookkeeper with C. D. 
Smith & Co., Wholesale Grain Dealers. Remained with them 
until July, 1900, when the firm quit business. F. D. Gill and 
I then formed a partnership, known as Gill & Poindexter, and 
entered the grain business. We were successful, but only re- 
snained together one year. We dissolved because we were 
unable to rent a house with railroad facilities in which to do 
business. Gill went to St. Louis, and I entered the roofing 



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business, being secretary and treasurer of the Uncle Hiram 
Roofing Co., but office work did not agree with me, so sold 
my interest, and entered the brokerage business in September 
of 1902. The brokerage business suits me exactly, as it keeps 
me on the move all the time in the fresh air, only being in my 
office long enough to dictate my mail. My health has been 
fully restored, and I intend to follow this business the rest 
of my life. Although I have been in this business only about 
two years I have built up a nice trade in that time, represent- 
ing some of the best shippers and manufacturers in the country, 
and by looking closely after my business hope to double it. It 
is increasing every day. On June the 5th, 1901, married 
Miss Willie Lee Carsey of Clarksville, Tenn. After boarding 
for six months, we decided that we would enjoy housekeeping, 
so bought us a home. There is nothing like having a home 
of your own, and there is no couple that enjoy keeping house, 
and owning their own home, more than we do. My residence 
is 629 Woodland Street, and my office address 155-57 North 
Market Street. 

Have only joined one fraternal order, the Knights of Py- 
thias. 

Asking all who read this long and uninteresting letter to 
pardon me, I remain, 

Yours very truly, 

W. S. POINDEXTER. 

' ROLAND GOODWIN PORTER 

Lowell, Mass., August 30, 1904. 

Dear Janeway : No wonder you rub it in good and hard 
in every way conceivable, but since your letter I have been 
making a brave attempt at getting started, and your news- 
paper venture has finally done the trick. Also afraid that 
packages of nihilistic nature would be the next with express 
charges C. O. D. 

In September of the remarkable year of '01 I left for the 
" Bier Stadt," Munich, to take a few semesters at the Poly- 
technickum, and try and absorb a Httle more chemistry into my 
system. 

A number of fellows showed up there at different times, 
but Harry Cook was the only member of '01 to think it worthy 
of a visit for pure investigation ; he was very much interested 
in the different methods of brewing, and although a chemist, 
did not seem to consider a laboratory necessary to aid him 
in his purpose — could tell on the spot, from a good-sized 
sample or so, if the article was O. K. or not. You see he 



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was hard at work in Freiberg, Saxony, and of course had 
increased his ability along numerous lines of work. 

During Christmas vacation, while at the Polytechnickum I 
went up to Dresden for a reunion of any Princeton men who 
were in Germany, and there it was I heard Chemical Hudson 
was deep in an investigation of the rotary action of sugar (?) 
in milk, but then that is an old story, as his paper has appeared 
since, I believe. 

The last six months of my stay in Munich I put in getting 
a little experience in the City Gas Works, as I had decided to 
follow up the gas business for an occupation. From Munich 
I went over to England, also on the " hot air " affair, and 
left there for home last September, when I entered the line 
of workers, and am still with the same firm, the Riter-Conley 
Mfg. Co. of Pittsburg. Since September I have been at Low- 
ell, Mass., where the firm has put up practically a complete 
coal-gas plant. It is hard to determine where my next point 
of labor may be, so let Pittsburg stand as my address. 

Your suggestions are undoubtedly excellent, but I fear I 
can do little along the lines indicated. By sad experience you 
know writing is not my forte. Have been in good health, and 
that disease, love, has still left me among the ranks of bach- 
elors. Of course, I knocked around more or less on the other 
side, but, as I implied before, I will leave writing in general 
to those who can really accomplish something without hot- 
airing, to which people often say gas is closely allied; that 
being my business, I fear going any further. 

Feeling for you in your trials and tribulations with the 81, 
Yours sincerely, 

Roland G. Porter. 

P CLINTON PUMYEA 

Dear Janeway : Well, it looks as though there was no 
getting out of it, so here goes, no matter how much it hurts. 

Since leaving college I have been spending about nine 
months of each year in New York City, studying medicine 
in one of the subdivisions of New Jerusalem, often called the 
College of Physicians and Surgeons. The remaining three 
months has, for the most part, been spent in " aggravating " 
the soil of a five-acre lot at Allentown, N. J. Probably you 
have heard what a fine job it is watching the weeds, tomatoes, 
etc., grow. 

Married? No, nothing doing. Can't even strike a heart- 
burn after meals, and my stomach lies closer to my heart than 



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anything else, so when that fails to do business it looks as 
though other things would stand a poor show. 

In regard to the future. I hope to receive a degree of M. D. 
next year, and then sooner or later to begin writing death 
certificates on my own hook. Where most of the subjects 
will be located I cannot say, but letters addressed to Allen- 
town, N. J., will reach me in some way or other. 

Am awfully sorry, but I think I will have to stop, would 
like to write some more, but don't see how I can, after you 
have hurried me so. 

Most sincerely, 

P C. PUMYEA. 

Allentown, N. J., June 26, 1904. 

HENRY MEEKER REEVE 

" Pete " Morrow says that Meeker is running a chicken farm 
somewhere in North Jersey, and has taken the first step to- 
ward entering the state of holy matrimony. But he hasn't 
written to me for a year. His permanent address is 217 
Mt. Pleasant Avenue, Newark, N. J. 

^> -<^ 
FREDERIC ERASER REICHNER 

Reichner served in Porto Rico, in the war, in Battery A of 
Philadelphia. His permanent address, as he gave it to me in 
the fall of 1901, was 50 Broadway, New York, where he was 
a stockbroker. A letter to that address was returned to me 
last week (September 20, 1904), stamped: "Removed — Ad- 
dress unknown." 

^:> ^:> 

ROBERT HINSDALE RICE 

Chicago, May 24, 1904. 
Dear Frank : You probably have had so many different 
excuses for not answering the circular letter, I won't try to 
give one, but will proceed to follow your instructions. You 
can see by the letter head what I am doing — selling coal for 
Hunter W. Finch & Co., 1405 Fisher Building, and some day 
hope to at least be one of the company, if not the whole firm. 
I still live at the same old stand, 5554 Woodlawn Avenue, right 
next door to the great Oil College, and every time I see it I 
am glad I was wise enough not to go there. My first attempt 
at the strenuous life was with the Fairmount Coal Co., where 
I was everything from pen-pusher to city traffic manager. 



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After returning from our great, glorious Reunion I naturally 
had the Remorse, so left the Fairmount Co., and went with 
the Bertram Purchasing Bureau, as assistant Purch. Agent for 
the International Salt Co., the Great Western Cereal Co., and 
the Morton Gregson Packing Co. When it comes to experi- 
ence and the strenuous Hfe, I certainly get my share there. 
Six months in close confinement at hard labor from 8 to 7 every 
day at the enormous salary of 60 per, was my sentence, so 
when I had a chance to go with H. W. Finch as assistant city 
sales agent I did not lose any time. I have been with them 
a year and a half, and cannot complain, as they have certainly 
treated me great. I am my own boss, do not have to punch 
a time clock, make enough to pay my carfare, buy lunch, and 
occasionally take in a show or ball game. 

I have not yet found the bright-eyed fairy who will leave 
"her happy home for me, and would like a little information 
from some of those wise ones as to how they managed to win 
homes so soon. My permanent address is 5554 Woodlawn 
Avenue (Chicago Telephone: Hyde Park 1438), and when 
any of the fellows come to town I hope they will let me know. 
I guess this will about hold you for a while as far as I am 
concerned, but will give you a few pointers about John 
McWilliams and Dick Richards. John, you know, is the most 
prominent and distinguished citizen of the great metropolis, 
Odell, 111., banker, councilman, and social lion. At the last 
election he was up for Mayor on the Prohibition ticket, but 
let his foot slip, and was defeated, so had to come up here 
to drown his sorrow. Dick is editor-in-chief, artist, and gen- 
eral manager of the great and only strictly reliable and literary 
magazine. The World To-day, and the biggest social lion on 
the South Side. I will now cut oif the hot air, and say good- 
by until June. 

Sincerely your classmate, 

Bob Rice. 

GEORGE DICKSON RICHARDS 

Chicago, July 24, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: I write in reply to your circular for a 
letter. A constant recurrence of the word " I " will need 
some excuse. 

After graduation I was luckily spared the ennui of a quiet 
life so soon after the gayeties of Commencement by a three- 
months' trip abroad. I had expected to return to college in 
the fall to work on the Archaeological Fellowship, but a sum- 
mer's investigation of the cathedrals, and a little reflection on 
my part, convinced me that I could not stand a life study of 



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the antiques. And so in October, 1901, I entered the Chicago 
branch of the National Casket Co. It has been hinted that I 
did this merely to give Steve Whitman material for his ad- 
mirable portraits of the " Future Head of the Coffin Trust." 

In May, 1903, I entered the business department of a new 
publishing company that started a weekly periodical something 
on the order of the Outlook, called Christendom. It took about 
four months to find out that the public was not quite ready 
for such a good publication, and as it was not a philanthropic 
enterprise for the general *' uplift," the project was abandoned. 
The company reorganized, and took over a publication that 
had been running a year, and brought it out as a high-grade 
monthly magazine, called The World To-day. 

Since then I have been with the World To-day Company 
in charge of the illustrations. The work is interesting, and 
I like it. Although I rebelled sometimes at the midnight 
"salons" of 31 Blair, and the glorious crowd of knockers, I 
now appreciate my early lessons in publishing at the hands of 
those matchless magazine-makers, Schaff, Whitman, and 
Whiting, to say nothing of Adamson. 

Of course, I have no thought of a little quiet advertising of 
The World To-day, when I say that although a new magazine 
it has a circulation of 62,000, which speaks well for it, and as 
the price has just been dropped to ten cents a copy, I can 
say — others say — it is by far the best of its kind for the money ; 
luckily it does not compete with the fiction magazines, as only 
facts more interesting than fiction are printed. 

Were it not that attention is called to '' work done in poli« 
tics," I would pass over this shameful period of my life. With 
a hang-dog look I admit that I have served as clerk in the 
recent municipal and gubernatorial elections. This classes me 
with the " grafters." 

For any journeys that I have taken lately I must mention 
my main diversion, motoring, the mania probably starting 
with rides in Pennyrink's gasolene buzzwagon. I am now an 
enthusiast, and have toured this part of the country pretty 
thoroughly. 

Permanent address : Care of World To-day Co., 6y Wabash 
Avenue, Chicago. 

A few words about Bob Rice that modesty prevented him 
from writing. Everyone knows of his social success. Lately 
his phenomenal success in business has attracted attention. 
With rapid strides he has brought himself to an enviable po- 
sition with the great Federal Coal Co., that places him as one 
of the foremost coal men of the great Middle West. 

Yours truly, 

Geo. D. Richards. 



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EDGAR CARLOS RIEBE 

New York, April 14, 1904. 

My Dear Janevvay : You want me to tell the class my life 
and adventures since leaving college? Of course, I am very- 
glad to do so, although my recital and hard-luck story may 
not be the most soul-stirring of them all. When I left Prince- 
ton in the fall of 1900, I went directly abroad for my health, 
and after a few weeks matriculated at the University of Leipzig 
for a semester to take up some special work in chemistry and 
economics. I met a number of American students there, in- 
cluding several Princeton men, and joined the American Stu- 
dents' Club, where we had very genial meetings every week. 
After finishing my course there, I traveled about the continent, 
visiting Germany, France, Belgium, England, and Holland, 
and collecting at the same time a magnificent outfit of hotel 
labels on my baggage, and gaining more or less valuable in- 
formation on many subjects. There is especially much to be 
gained in that line in Berlin, London, and Paris. After a little, 
however, I gave up sight-seeing, deciding that it was not 
for me, and devoted myself to more congenial pursuits. I 
may add that I am an authority on cafes and restaurants, and 
feel fully qualified to act as courier for anyone. 

I was very glad to return to this country in October, 1901, 
when I went to Chicago, where I was for the following year 
connected with Swift & Co., in their Foreign Department. 
Having lent my energies to that concern for an insufficient 
consideration until I considered it well-established, I resigned 
and entered, first, the importing, and then the bond brokerage 
business, devoting my valuable efi'orts to put them on their 
feet. 

In September, 1903, I came to New York, thinking that, 
inasmuch as Pierpont Morgan was losing his grip on the finan- 
cial world, a younger man would soon be needed to take his 
place. On January ist of the current year I started in busi- 
ness for myself, going into the import business of ores and 
chemicals, my office being at 97 Warren Street. As I do not 
desire to cause a stringency in the Wall Street money market, 
my operations so far have been on a comparatively modest 
scale. My plans for the present include the cornering of the 
available supply of currency. (You asked for plans.) 

There is one change that I probably shall make in November, 
when I expect to be married to Miss Helen Starr Worthing- 
ton of .Washington, D. C. Those of my classmates who know 
me best may or may not be surprised at this announcement. 
The idea itself of course lacks novelty, especially so far as the 



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class of 1901 is concerned. (I believe we hold the Princeton 
record for matrimonial achievements, considering the youth of 
our class.) 

My political work has been of a peculiarly strenuous nature. 
I have cast one vote in a municipal election, circumstances 
having since prevented a repetition of this achievement. 

I am a member of two organizations only, i. e., the Princeton 
Clubs of New York and Chicago, respectively. I am seeking 
no other position of honor, trust, or profit, such as the mayor- 
alty or governorship of this glorious commonwealth, consid- 
ering these amply sufficient for my requirements. 

I trust the above will be sufficient for the compilation of 
your statistics, and only wish to add that letters addressed 
either to the Princeton Club here, or to 97 Warren Street, will 
always reach me. 

Yours for 1901, 

Edgar C. Riebe. 

CHARLES RANDALL ROBBINS 

No. 104 Columbia Heights, 

Brooklyn, N. Y. 

My Dear Janeway: Since leaving Princeton after our 
Commencement in June, 1901, I have spent most of my time, 
spare and other, in New York City. The summer of 1901 I 
was at Asbury Park tutoring, trying to prepare two noble 
youths for Princeton, and am glad to say my efforts were 
successful. That fall, November, I came to New York, and 
took a position with Henrys M. Robertson, a wholesale paper 
and paper-board commission merchant, at 319 Broadway. I 
found this not at all to my liking for more reasons than one. 
and after three months' experience with him as a salesman T 
went in the employ of the American Locomotive Company,, 
office of the comptroller. No. 25 Broad Street. I am at present 
a clerk in this same office, along with " Jigs " Little, and 
" Artie *' Messiter. 

Until June, 1903, I lived in various parts of Manhattan, 
but subsequent to that date I thought it very much to my 
advantage to migrate to Brooklyn, and I took up my present 
address. No. 104 Columbia Heights. In January, 1904, my 
engagement was announced to Miss Georgiana Sexton Mc- 
Cord, No. 203 Gates Avenue, Brooklyn, which I think quite 
explains the reason for my migration. I hope to be married 
this coming October. 

I regret that I am unable at the present time to give a 
permanent address, and would ask that any communications-^ 



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to me be sent care of American Locomotive Co., No. 25 Broad 
Street. 

Very sincerely yours, 

Charles R. Robbins. 
July 12, 1904. 

BERTRAM REYNOLD RIPLEY 

Newark, N. J., July 26, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: I am very sorry to have caused you so 
much annoyance and delay with the Class Record. I did not 
think that you would wait for me before letting the copy go 
to press. I have no exciting news to tell you, as I have been 
in the lumber business here since leaving Princeton, with the 
exception of a winter in Michigan, working for the American 
Telephone and Telegraph Co., inspecting cedar poles used by 
the company. 

On June 19, 1903, I was married, and am now living at 27 
Lincoln Avenue, in Newark, N. J. 

As to journeys, our wedding trip, which we spent on the 
St. Lawrence River and in Canada, and a month's stay at 
Bermuda last winter are all I can report in that line. I did 
not attend our Triennial, but went to the Yale-Princeton game, 
and saw the big class P-rade. 

I would be only too glad to give you any other information 
that you may require, and am only sorry that I have delayed 
so long in sending this. 

Very truly yours, 

,Bert Ripley. 

July 26, 1904. 

'^^ ^^ 

JOHN LEETE ROGERS 

New York, June 7, 1904. 

Dear Frank : There is not very much that has happened 
to me since we left Princeton three years ago that would 
interest the other members of the class. 

From September, 1901, until February, 1904, I worked for 
the American Locomotive Company, in the department of the 
comptroller, C. E, Patterson. There were five to ten other 
Princeton men in the same department most of the time, so 
that the associates as well as the work were very agreeable. 

In February of this year I started in bond work with Craw- 
ford, Dyer & Cannon, of which firm Ev. Crawford is a mem- 
ber. 

I think there's nothing that strengthens a man's loyalty for 



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Princeton and at the same time his respect for the men of 
other colleges, or of no college at all, as the life in down-town 
New York, such as a good many of us are getting now. 

During this last winter I have done some evening work at 
the New York University School of Commerce and Finance, 
not, however, in line for a degree. 

My present business address is i Nassau Street, New York, 
and the permanent address, which is always good, is 29 Camp 
Street, New Britain, Conn. 

Yours very truly, 

John L. Rogers. 

JOHN HALDEMAN ROBBINS 

John was in the National Mechanics' Bank of his home city, 
Baltimore, until about a year ago, when he took a position as 
Secretary to the Agency Manager of the British Branch of 
the Mutual Life Insurance Co. of New York, with offices at 
17 Cornhill, London, E. C. He gave 44 Central Hill, Nor- 
wood, London, S. E., as his permanent address. His last 
communication came in March, 1904. 

FRANKLIN TINKER ROOT 

192^-200 Greene Street, 
New York, September 17, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway : The past three years of my career 
do not offer much that will lend a yellow tinge to your sheet. 
I left Princeton the end of Sophomore year to become a 
greasy-handed mechanic at the Massachusetts Institute of 
Technology. Succeeded all right (B. S.), which clearly ac- 
counts for my being now in the publishing business with my 
father. 

The year between graduation and coming here I spent 
serving an apprenticeship in a dry-goods store. The one 
selected for the purpose happened to be in the metropoHs 
of Youngstown, Ohio, where I found myself at the tender 
mercies of one Buck Euwer. He taught me a number of 
things besides straight dry-goods business — in fact, at the 
" Busy Corner '' I put a high polish on an already rather bril- 
liantly liberal education. 

On being promoted to a big store in Chicago I stumbled 
into G. D. Richards, running two or three autos at one time, 
and with his new crop of hair positively flying in the breeze. 

Am not engaged or married — really have had few serious 



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mishaps. I was struck by a train in Qiicago, and have run 
across the Morrows at the club here a couple of times, but 1 
still Hve to tell the tale. 

Yours very truly, 

F. T. Root, 

PIERRE SANFORD ROSS 

277 Washington Street, 
Jersey City, N. J., September i, 1904. 
My Dear Janeway : I wish to apologize to you for not 
having written this letter before, and the worst part of all is 
that I have no good excuse to offer. 

I left college in November, 1899, and soon afterward went 
to work in the employ of P. Sanford Ross, Incorporated, in 
the Dredging, Harbor Improvements, and Contracting busi- 
ness, at which I am still working. 

On April 15, 1903, in East Orange, N. J., I was married to 
Helen E. Halsey of East Orange, N. J. My home address is 
Newark, N.J. 

Yours truly, 

Pierre S. Ross. 

GEORGE EBERSOLE ROSE 

Braddock, Pa., July 2, 1904. 

Dear Janeway: Pardon me for not awakening until the 
Fourth Alarm. But now that I am fully aroused I will punish 
you with my flow for a half-hour. Do not be surprised if 
you find it a conglomeration of English, Hungarian, Italian, 
and Polish, for I still hold my first and only position, that of 
assistant to the superintendent of the Edgar Thomson Blast 
Furnaces, and am very closely associated with the above 
classes of our foreign element. 

Since leaving college I have been making a bold bluff at 
leading a strenuous life by taking a Mechanical Engineering 
Course in the International Correspondence Schools, doing the 
work at night. In order to be consistent in the bluff and at 
the same time get a vacation I contracted the smallpox last 
summer. I had a very slight attack of the varioloid. The 
girls all say it didn't mar my beauty in the least. I have always 
been a little in doubt as to their meaning, but I still look on 
the bright side of life. During my illness I received many 
cheering letters from classmates of this vicinity. " Rub " 
Sutton, being afraid that I might answer, requested that I 



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should not. On recuperating I took a trip on the Lakes to the 
ore mines of the company at Duluth, returning by way of 
Chicago. 

I am still a strong Republican and an admirer of Roosevelt, 
but as yet I have not been able to advocate his anti-race suicide 
policy as a large percentage of our class has done. At present 
I am enjoying life, living in Braddock, at the corner of Moody 
and Lillie Avenues, while my permanent address remains un- 
changed, 440 Sidney Street, Greensburg, Pa. 
Yours sincerely, 

Geo. E. Rose. 

GORDON MacGREGOR RUSSELL 

Oyster Bay, June 25, 1904. 

Dear Frank: Your last and most lurid postcard warns 
me that you will be sending special messengers after several 
of us unless we immediately reply. So I'll make an attempt 
to answer the questions for the Triennial. 

In September, 1901, I returned to college for light post- 
graduate work, and after spending most of the year there 
went in April to fill a temporary vacancy in the Cloyne School 
at Newport. The following summer was spent at home tu- 
toring. The fall of 1902 found me teaching in a New Hamp- 
shire boarding school, where the chief events of interest were 
measuring the depth of the latest snowfall and counting the 
time to the close of the term. 

The following June I went abroad, and spent the summer 
traveling in Europe with my elder brother. It was interesting 
to note what an immense admiration they have both in England 
and on the Continent for the President* They understand 
Mr. Roosevelt better and admire him far more than any other 
American President for many years. Last winter I taught 
science in the Prospect Heights School in Brooklyn, and will 
return there next year. 

Fortunately there are many members of the glorious class 
neither married nor engaged, and I hope long to continue one 
of them. I am not guilty of any publication. My permanent 
address is Oyster Bay, N. Y. (not N. J. as the A'assau Herald 
has it). During the winter I will be at 67 Seventh Avenue, 
Brooklyn. 

Very sincerely yours, 

Gordon M. Russell. 

* Can't we hear Schaff cry " Boot-lick " when he reads this tribute 
of Soc. to his fellow-townsman ! — Ed. 



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HOWARD MOORE SAYLOR 

Philadelphia, July 18, 1904. 
My Dear Frank: I feel that there have been practically 
no events in my Hfe since leaving Princeton of such importance 
as to be of interest to the class. Am hving in Philadelphia, 
and my permanent address is care Philadelphia Bridge Works, 
Real Estate Trust Building, Philadelphia, of which company 
I am secretary and treasurer. Am not married, and have no 
prospects in that line. 
jWith best wishes. 

Yours sincerely, 

H. M. Saylor. 

RODMAN SCHAFF 

My Dear Frank: The typewriters are all out this morn- 
ing. Please excuse my being so tardy in paying attention to 
your earnest request for information. I have been relegated to 
the shops in South Boston, which corresponds to the Basin, so 
have succeeded in losing your list of questions. It is easy to 
see that you still remember outlines as given forth by Coving- 
ton or some equally earnest English instructor or professor, 
as the case may be. Would I had those questions here, but 
not having them I don't believe that I can give a very con- 
nected statement for the Record. 

I started on or about July 8, 1901, to show Tommy Lawson 
what a very valuable person I was to anyone conducting a 
bucket-shop business, and showed him for nine months, after 
which period the idea, or rather, the firm conviction was born 
that it was no place for me. From his resting place I went 
with the New England Telegraph & Telephone Co., where I 
have been since. I have chased about these New England 
States till Pm near dead, and have been in every place of 
importance, which means any town with a general store in it, 
except Franklin Falls, the place owned by Steve Plumb, and 
Antrim, N. H., where Jim Jameson says there shall be no 
liquor sold — that's the place where every male over two years 
old was put on the black list. The result is that every Satur- 
day night the whole town " perades " into the next county and 
gets delightfully drunk. Jameson '' perades " when he's there, 
so Pm told. That will be about all. 

Home address : 44 Burroughs Street, Jamaica Plain, Mass. 

Office: loi Milk Street, Boston, Mass. 

I am sorry to say, Frankie, that my life since leaving Prince- 
ton has not been filled with the usual amount of adventure 



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common to most writers of letters for the Triennial Record. It 
has not interested me any, so it is safe to say it will interest 
members of the distinguished class very much less. 

Trusting there will be as many as six unengaged or un- 
married 1901 men left to '' perade " about with, and looking 
forward with much interest to an earnest time, I am, 
Yours, 

Rodman Schaff. 
<:> ^:> 

HENRY LLOYD SCHENCK 

Orange, N. J., July 2, 1904. 

Dear Frank: A long siege of typhoid fever and P/tneu- 
monia prevented me from attending the Reunion and from 
long ago writing this letter for the Triennial Record. I was 
glad to receive your " Fourth Alarm " as informing me that 
it is still not too late, and now submit an account of my doings 
since June 12, 1901. 

I entered the employ of the Equitable Life Assurance So- 
ciety, at the. Home Office, 120 Broadway, New York City, on 
the 24th of June, 1901, and still remain associated with that 
society. 

I was married December 23, 1901, to Miss Bertha L. Ward. 
We took up our abode in Roseville, N. J., where I was broken 
in to the cares of married life. 

The following spring we took a cottage at Atlantic High- 
lands, and there, February 11, 1903, Grandin Ward Schenck 
was born. May a proud father be allowed to state that he 
gives promise of doing something, which his Old Man failed 
to do, on the football field for Old Princeton. 

,We are at present residing at No. 104 Park Street, Orange, 
N. J., and this is also my permanent address. 
Yours very sincerely, 

Harry L. Schenck. 

JAMES PERCY SCHUREMAN 

Nu Sigma Nu House, 

Ann Arbor, Mich. 
Dear Frank: You must pardon my neglecting to answer 
sooner. The reason for my delay was not because I didn't 
appreciate your noble efforts and the difficulties in your way, 
but because I have been waiting for something to write about. 
As there seems to be no prospect for such a thing to happen 
here goes, any way. As you know, since leaving college I 
have been here at the University of Michigan, studying medi- 



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cine, and I can truthfully say it is hard work. The one great 
objection I have to this place is that college closes so late 
that it has been impossible for me to get back to Reunions. I 
wanted to get back the worst way this year to attend the 
finest ever, and every circular, etc., made me the more anxious, 
but exams, cannot be avoided, and so I am it. In the way 
of history there is very little to tell. Alas ! I am not married 
or engaged, and have no prospects of being. I am sorry to 
lower the average of the class in this line, but it is still a very 
high one. As to positions of honor, etc., held, of course, 
modesty alone prevents my enumerating them. In this par- 
ticular section of the country members of our glorious class 
are very scarce, so I have no news about any of them. The 
first year I was here John Harvey was a Senior in the Medical 
School here. He has since settled in Detroit, and is doing 
very well, I understand. I have seen Swigart once or twice, 
when he was up here from Toledo. My plans for the future 
are very undecided. I expect to graduate here next year, and 
was fortunate enough to make the Internal Medicine Staff. 
After graduation I rather expect to try for a hospital appoint- 
ment, but where, etc., I do not know. I am sorry I have no 
thrilling adventures to relate, but a medical student's adven- 
tures are mainly along passing exam, lines, so not of general 
interest. I wish you every possible success with the Record, 
and regret more than I can tell that I won't be able to bring 
an old pair of " duck pants " and march behind the band with 
the rest. Remember me to any inquiring friends. Hoping 
to receive the Triennial Record some time this summer, and 
promising to make an heroic effort to obtain the two plunks, 
I am, your classmate, 

James P. Schureman. 
My permanent address is Franklin Park, N. J. My Ann 
Arbor address, Nu Sigma Nu House. 

WILLIAM PERCR^AL SEYMOUR 

May 25, 1904. 

My Dear Classmate : Your repeated requests for letters 
have finally moved me to write a few lines. 

I wrote you a short letter once before, and in it answered 
all the questions you now put in the form of an examination, 
though request not to be answered as such. 

Am still with De Haven & Townsend, Bankers, 40 Wall 
Street, New York, and 428 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia. 

My permanent address is Johnson and Greene Streets, Ger- 
mantown, Philadelphia. 



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Nothing doing with the rest. 
Please send me a copy of the Record. 

Hoping to see the best Reunion of the best class that ever 
entered Princeton, I am, 

Very truly yours, 

W. P. Seymour. 

HOWARD SEELER SCHWARZ 

Here is another man whose last reply was an answer to the 
annual circular No. 3, sent out September i, 1903. This 
reply reported him living at The Plaza, Park Avenue and 
Wilson Street, Baltimore, and in business with the firm of 
William Schwarz & Sons, Bankers and Brokers, 18 South 
Street, Baltimore. On August 14, 1903, he married Mary 
Louise Wilson of Baltimore. 

HERBERT EUGENE SHAFFER 

San Juan, P. R., June 3, 1904. 

My Dear Janeway: I have received your Third Alarm, 
and as I am the only member of 1901 residing in this end 
of the world, I suppose it is up to me to give an account of 
my life since graduation. 

I spent the remaining part of 190 1 and five months of 1902 
in Princeton as editor of the Signal-Enterprise. June of that 
year, with Donaldson '01, I went on a hobo trip to Europe. 
We worked our way over to London on a cattle steamer, vis- 
ited England, Scotland, Belgium, Germany, Switzerland, and 
France, traveling most of the way on " bikes," and putting up 
at the temperance houses and cheaper inns. On the steamer 
on our return Donaldson was signed on as an able-bodied sea- 
man, while I came back on the same steamer as a stowaway. 
In the fall of the same year I went back to my same old job 
as a tutor, and in November brought my four charges to 
Porto Rico, where I continued teaching until April, 1903. On 
that date I accepted a position with the American Railroad 
Co. of Porto Rico as secretary to the manager. In October 
I was given a leave of absence, and as I had not missed a 
Yale-Princeton football game for eight years I headed for 
Princeton to join the rooters, and take in the game at New 
Haven. Although I traveled over 1300 miles I would have 
gone 13,000 to see our boys put it to Eli as they did on that 
memorable day. 

Upon my return I was appointed Acting Traffic Manager 



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of the Railroad, and later General Passenger Agent. At the 
present time I am still employed with the same company in 
the latter position. 

Lately I assisted in the organization of the Democratic party 
in Porto Rico, and was treasurer during the temporary or- 
ganization. At the Convention held in Ponce lately I was 
Secretary of the Convention, and was elected Chairman of the 
Central Committee and delegate to St. Louis. The chairman- 
ship holds good for two years. As far as I have been able 
to learn there are only three other Princeton men on the 
island, but whenever I can scrape up a corporal's guard I 
shall endeavor to form a Princeton Club. In the meantime 
I am looking up the schoolboys and already have three listed 
for Princeton for the near future. 

All of section two of your circular must be answered in the 
negative, as I am not married nor engaged. 

I regret my inability to attend our Reunion, but trust that 
I may see many of our classmates at the football game in 
November. 

I have lost my order blank, but desire a copy of the Record. 
Yours very sincerely, 

Herbert E. Shaffer. 

My permanent address is, care American Railroad Co., San 
Juan, Porto Rico. 

SAMUEL HOWARD SHEPLEY 

Blairsville, Pa., May 23, 1904. 
F. L. Janeway, Sec, 

Most Esteemed High Mogul: This letter business is an 
awful job for a modest fellow. To chronicle the events of my 
checkered career since I parted company with the only class 
in the college, to give the list of love affairs, to enumerate 
the people who owe me money, would be an effort which 
modesty forbids. 

Fellow Gentlemen of the Class of 1901 : I have received the 
** Third Alarm," and you know what that means. Nuf ced. 

Since leaving college I have been working continuously in 
one place, Blairsville, Pa., in the drug business. 

That shows stability. 

On the first day of June, 1903, I was married at Minerva, 
Ohio, to Miss Alice Lilian Weaver, of Pittsburg, Pa. Up to 
the present time there are no signs of any little shoots from 
the parent trees, but we have a beautiful Maltese cat. You 
ought to see it. 

That shows domesticity. 



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In January, 1901, I received my certificate from the State 
Board of Pharmacy as Registered Pharmacist. As to post- 
graduate work would say that I am in charge of a graduate 
school, where I fill them full of all kinds of things, only to 
pour out again. Sometimes I smash 'em. 

That shows advanced scientific ability. 

Up to the present time all literary efforts have been returned 
with the usual slip of paper. 

That shows lack of appreciation. 

Have avoided politics, social opportunities are limited, am^ 
endeavoring to attend church regularly. 

That shows a distressing state of affairs. 

Permanent address : Blairsville, Pa. Come and see me. 

That shows where I am at. 

Journeys confined to several trips to New York. 

That shows lack of circumlocution. 

I expect to open up a couple more stores in the near future^ 

That shows a lack of judgment. 

Yours for life, 

S. H. Shepley. 

P. S. — As commercial note is 5x8 had to use letter size. 
That is too bad. 

HOWARD ALEXANDER SMITH 

22. West Fifty-first Street, New York City, 

April 24, 1903. 

My Dear Frank : I have always looked on autobiographies 
as exclusively within the province of great men to write, and 
therefore, on principle, I feel very strongly that " Dago " Par- 
sons, perhaps alone of all our class, is qualified to contribute 
just such an article to the world's literature on " Great Men." 
But as I am deeply interested in the career of one and all 
of my classmates, I feel that the Triennial letter is an excep- 
tion where we each owe the duty of telling our story simply. 

On Thursday, June 13, 1901, I left the " Berg" with many 
others, filled with the recollections so dear to us all. That 
summer I started business in the American Locomotive Co., 
under the leadership of Charles E. Patterson, distinguished by 
his membership in the great class. Incidentally I may state 
that John Rogers, Bill Gelston, Charley Robbins, and Arthur 
Messiter, from the great class, have at one time or another 
made up part of the membership of the Patterson club, al- 
though most of them now, including myself, have retired on 
pensions ! I stopped on September 12th of that year, not be- 
cause I didn't like it there (for I think my fellow members 



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will agree with me that Charley in business is the same Charley 
of the campus), but because I had one of those indescribable 
somethings drawing me to professional life. So in October, 
1901, re-enforced by Bamman's *' Yodle," Seedy Kerr, and Pop 
Belden, I became a participant in the advantages which Co- 
lumbia had to offer in the way of a legal education. The first 
winter was uneventful, its results being signal successes by 
the teaching staff in balling us up between " sic utere tuo ut 
alieriMm non Icedas " and " actio personalis moritur cum persona,'' 
to say nothing of rights " in alieno solo " and " nudum pactums " 
— but I forget that all my classmates are not jurists. My 
membership with organizations was limited to a moot court 
known as the Hamilton Club, the <^ A $ legal fraternity, and 
the Columbia Y. M. C. A. On May 31, 1902, together with 
Tom Piatt, MacHuey, Kitty Katzenbach, Bill Vance, Pop 
Belden, and Schuyler, I sped westward to John Aitken's wed- 
ding, which was celebrated on June 3d, in Chicago, and then 
hastened back to the " First Annual " and my own nuptials 
on the 2 1 St. Of the big class, Schuyler, Pop Belden, Kitty 
Katzenbach, Bill Vance, and yourself, helped officially — while 
many others helped " unofficially." 

I spent my wedding trip in Europe, meeting Nance Gardner 
in Scotland. Incidentally I may say that we had a bad (?) 
effect on him, for he came back and married Cal Fentress^ 
sister in September, We returned in early September. On 
October ist the second year of law began, and Pokey Watres 
was added to our numbers for the winter. Pop Belden and 
I got on the Law Review soon after the year began, and this 
added to our work, which has been further augmented for 
me this year by the secretary's duties. On March 16, 1903, a 
small daughter, Helen Dominick Smith, arrived in our home, 
and I know that the " fathers " of the class can appreciate 
what that has meant to me ever since. The next event of 
mterest was a signal failure to put the '' Honor System " 
through in the Law School, and shortly after we found our- 
selves in the enjoyment of another summer. In October the 
third year of the Law School began, and I took my Bar 
Exams, in January, 1904, with Pop Belden — which Seedy Kerr 
had already passed in October. On January 30th the third 
midwinter Reunion revived us again, and now I am looking 
forward to five weeks more of work and then, I hope, an 
LL. B. Besides my social connections at Columbia I have 
been connected with the Fifth Avenue Presbyterian Church 
and the Twenty-seventh Assembly District Republican Club; 
have done no writing except for the Columbia Law Reviezv, 
and have held no positions of trust, except on committees for 
the class. My address will continue the same as at present 



192 Letters from the Class 

for next year any way. My occupation for the coming winter 
will be with the Legal Aid Society, for the experience and 
practice, and then I hope to get a training in some large law 
office before starting for myself. 

Such is a summary of my doings since June, 1901, and I 
send it with the same old feelings of affection and attachment 
for the dear old college and its associations. 
Always sincerely, 

H. Alexander Smith. 

WILSON SCHUYLER SMITH 

Belle Haven, Greenwich, Conn. 

My Dear Frank: Your last letter of righteous indigna- 
tion, biting sarcasm, and touching appeal, all rolled into one, 
was too much for me, and so I am setting forth on the hard 
road of autobiography. All I can do is to apologize for not 
writing sooner, for I have no excuse, except that when I could 
have done it I didn't think of it, and when I did think of it 
I could not do it. Your arraignment of me was most just, 
and I feel as though I had been roasted at a high court of 
justice. But enough of preamble, and on to business. 

I left college on Thursday of Commencement week, and 
went up to Greenwich, Conn., expecting to spend the summer 
there. On Friday of the same week I announced my en- 
gagement to Miss Maud Knowlton, of West Upton, Mass. 
The rest of that summer was uneventful, as I expected to 
study law in the fall, and so I spent three months and a half 
taking my last real loaf. When Alex, who had been working 
part of the summer, gave it up and decided to study law, I 
changed my mind, and selected business for my life work. I 
was fortunate enough to get an opening with A. M. Kidder 
& Co., of 18 Wall Street, Bankers, Brokers, and Members of 
the New York Stock Exchange. The nature of the business 
of this firm is dealing in high-grade investment securities. 
For about six months I was what the Street calls a " runner," 
i. e., a messenger and errand boy, pure and simple. After I 
had served my novitiate in this way I was given an opportunity 
to go on the books, and for a little while had charge of the 
Order Department, and then moved up to the Bond Depart- 
ment, where I have been ever since. My duties are to buy and 
sell bonds or other investment securities, and to " trade " in 
them. By this time summer was approaching, and when early 
June arrived I made a little trip to Chicago to help John 
Aitken get married. Our few days in Chicago were delightful, 
for, in addition to the joys attendant upon a wedding, we 



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met a number of Princetonians, old friends whom we had 
not seen since their graduation. The end of June was full 
of business for me, for my twin brother joined the ranks of 
Benedicts, and what with getting him married and off .for a 
European honeymoon I was moderately active (for me). I 
spent the rest of the summer in preparation and anticipation, 
and on Wednesday, the 24th of September, 1902, I married, 
at West Upton, Mass., Miss Maud Knowlton. We spent a 
month traveling in Canada, and returned to New York about 
the end of October. The winter passed, as most winters do. 
Up in the morning, down to the Rialto in the mad chase for 
the elusive coin, and home in the evening. Wall Street is a 
miniature Princeton, for one catches fleeting glimpses during 
the day of old and young alumni, and the greeting is gener- 
ally: "Have you been back at the burg lately?" In the fall 
and spring, everyone wants to know *' what the team looks 
like," or *' who was back last Sunday," and so we toilers, 
lawyers, brokers, financiers, whatever we happen to be, try to 
keep " a line " on the familiar scenes and figures that we 
know so well. 

June came Vv^hen it should, and I joined the merry throng 
that dashed back for a few days to look things over and to 
keep one eye open for Reunion tents that might be lost or 
mislaid on side streets. We were up in Greenwich again, and 
on June 22, 1903, my little daughter was born. We named 
her Maud Knowlton Smith (Jra.). 

Your third and fourth questions I cannot even *' bluff out," 
so I must pass them. In the fall of 1903 New York City found 
itself face to face with a municipal campaign of more than 
ordinary bitterness, and the Citizens' Union endeavored to 
enlist in the ranks of its workers everyone with the interests 
of good government at heart. Among its subsidiary com- 
mittees was one called " The College Campaign Committee," 
which had for its object the getting out of college men to 
aid in the good work of maintaining Mayor Low and the 
non-partisans in power. This committee was made up of rep- 
resentatives from almost every college that had any alumni in 
New York. Many Princetonians of repute and influence were 
asked to act as Princeton's representative, but one thing or 
another prevented, and as a last resort I was taken on. 
Everyone knows the results of our efforts, for the Hon. Geo. 
B. McClellan, Princeton Alumnus and Tammany candidate, 
was elected Mayor in spite of our '* spellbinders " crying in 
the wilderness " to keep the lid on tight." Modesty may for- 
bid you, Mr. Secretary, and the worthy Mr. D. W. V. Hutch- 
ings, from mentioning the fact that you and he were among 
the cart-tail orators, so I mention it now in passing. Charity 



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prevents me from drawing any conclusions, as to the results 
of the election, from anything that may have been mentioned 
above. 

Election passed and gone, we all began to turn our noses 
Triennialwards and await anxiously and impatiently that mag- 
nificent Reunion which has now gone down to history as the 
" finest." During the winter of 1903, about January, I joined 
Squadron '' A," National Guard of the State of New York, 
and this June just passed we spent ten strenuous days in 
camp at Peekskill on the Hudson. The little taste of real 
military routine was delightful, but it made me miss the Yale 
game at Princeton, and hence all the joys of that multicolored 
and many-featured scene on the ball field at the assembly of 
us graybeards. But I drifted into town on Sunday afternoon, 
and I do not remember " being angry " at all for the ensuing 
few days. But enough, if you or anyone else gets this far 
you will need a strong restorative. 

I can be found, until further notice, care of A. M. Kidder 
& Co., 18 Wall Street, New York City, so farewell for the 
time being, and find it in your magnanimous soul to forgive 
me for my slothfulness. 

Aflf., 



W. Schuyler Smith. 



August the first, 1904. 



RALPH MILTON STAUFFEN 

Providence, R. L, July 30, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates: After leaving Princeton in 1901 
I entered the employ of Albert L. Webster, Civil and Sanitary 
Engineer, New York City. In October of 1901, I entered 
Columbia University to study water. After one day's work 
there I made the discovery that water was not fit to drink, 
so now I quench my thirst with beer. 

I left Columbia in April of 1902 to work for the city of 
Philadelphia. At first I was stationed at the Experimental 
Filtration Station. In June, I was made Inspector of Sand, 
and stationed at Bristol, Pa. I resigned from my position in 
Philadelphia in October, 1902. 

In November of 1902 I became secretary of the Goodson 
Electric Ignition Co. In October of 1903 I was made secretary 
and treasurer of the same company, which ofhce I am holding 
to-day. 

On June ist of this year I married Miss Jessie Perry o£ 
Jersey City. 



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My permanent address is care of Goodson Electric Ignition 
Co., 94 Point Street, Providence, R. I. 

Sincerely your classmate, 

Ralph M. Stauffen. 

THOMAS KIRKBRIDE STURDEVANT 

129 South Franklin Street, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 
My Dear Frank: This being Labor Day, I have labored 
only part of it ; and happening to run across our First Annual 
Record just before dinner, I came to this statement of Bob 
Rice's : 

'' Those lobsters who don't think enmtgh of Old Nassau and 
tlie best class she ever turned out to tell where they are aught 
to be put down for dead ones." 

That settled it, and as I heartily approve the sentiment, here 
goes for what small amount of information I have that may 
be of interest to any of the fellows. The inclosed note to 
yourself was written on the day which it is dated, August 
8th, and will show that in spots, at least, my intentions have 
been good. 

The last three winters since leaving college, I have spent 
in New York, studying in the Architectural Department of 
Columbia University; living in half a dozen places up on 
Morningside Heights, which, as some may know, is somewhere 
between Harlem and St. Luke's Hospital. Harold Watres 
would laugh if he heard me say that, for he did spare one 
year from dear old Penn, and lived in the land of Gotham 
among the — well, Alex. Smith can tell, if he will. For he, 
too, was sometimes encountered on the brick and stone campus 
or eating a sandwich in the notorious speise Saal. So was 
C-D Kerr, and Bam, and Hungry Willis. R. Y. Williams, 
too, was one of the many, while Ralph Stauffen was for a 
while studying chemistry. Tilly Marr, or, as we always called 
him, Cracker, was studying architecture also, and we roomed 
together the first year in the city. Both of us joined Sigma 
Chi, and this past winter have been living at the Fraternity 
House, No. 902 West End Avenue. Dixon Brown and Norris 
Miller are also members, not forgetting Burr Mcintosh, and 
our old friend the ex-President, if indeed he may be called 
a Princetonian. 

This last year in Columbia I was taking extra work — in 
English — as candidate for an A. M. degree, and as soon as I 
put a couple of weeks' work on finishing some design yet 
to be done, will be all through and ready for it. That I expect 



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to do this month, and should have done so before had I not 
been busy in an Architect's office ever since coming home. 
Have made a special study of hospitals, and their planning 
and construction. Have, too, done a few little building jobs 
on my own account, and with a friend who is also a draughts- 
man in an office here in town. 

Like all the rest of us, I was mighty glad to be able to spend 
a couple of days in Princeton this June ; and enjoyed seeing so 
many of the fellows again, even if for so short a time. Vondy, 
you may know, is coming back this fall. He has been in 
Switzerland ever since graduation. Phil Rice, by the way, 
is one of those who have entered the bonds; and is always 
interested in the doings of the class. 

For the present, at least, 1 expect to be in Wilkes-Barre ; 
and, at any rate, letters addressed here will always be for- 
warded to me. 

Hoping that some of these grains of sense or fooHshness 
may, perhaps, be of interest to some of the fellows of the old 
burg, and wishing every member of the class all success and 
a very Happy New Year (that is, if many of the fellows have 
been as slow in answering your appeals as I), believe me, 
Sincerely yours, 

Thos. K. Sturdevant. 

Monday, September 5, 1904. 

ROBERT SERVICE STEEN 

Syrian Protestant College, 

Beirut, Syria. 

Dear Frank: I fear that not even a distance of seven 
thousand miles more or less is sufficient excuse for my delay 
in answering your urgent appeals. Life has been rather stren- 
uous here of late, and letter-writing is one of the things that 
have been left undone. 

In less than two weeks this particular chapter of my exist- 
ence will be closed, and I will be turning my face westwards. 
The three years here have gone very rapidly, and yet, somehow 
or other, it seems a very long time since we burnt ten benches 
around the cannon. 

Omwake, Gardner, Crane, and I sailed from New York 
about one month after Commencement. We landed in Scot- 
land, spent some time in Great Britain, where we left Crane, 
then had a month or so on the Continent, where we said fare- 
well to Nance, and finally Omwake and I reached Marseilles. 
There we took passage for Constantinople. No one on board 
spoke anything but French, which put me rather out of the 



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running, but Rube, as the possessor of the Boudinot Fellow- 
ship in Modern Languages, became at once the pet of the 
ship. 

At Constantinople we got our first sight (and smell) of the 
East. We spent a few days there, and then came down, via 
Smyrna, to this our destination, Beirut. We had a couple of 
weeks in which to get our bearings before college opened and 
work began. 

I was set to teaching geography, and most of my time that 
first year was spent in trying to keep ahead of my classes. At 
Easter time I took a trip down through Galilee by way of 
Sidon and Tyre. One of the pleasantest features of the life 
here is the opportunity to take trips through the country dur- 
ing the vacation times. One generally goes on horseback, 
sometimes with tents, etc., sometimes with nothing but what 
can be carried in saddle-bags, trusting in the latter case to 
what the villages can provide in the way of food and lodging. 
The first summer I spent a couple of weeks in Jerusalem, 
then went over to Damascus, and from there struck off across 
the desert to Palmyra. It was the middle of summer, and we 
got a taste of desert heat that we shall not soon forget. Later 
in the vacation I took a trip over the Sidon mission field with 
one of the missionaries. 

Last summer I spent a month camping up under the cedars 
of Lebanon, 6500 feet above sea level. The summers here are 
so beautifully clear and rainless that they are simply ideal 
for camp life. Later, I took a trip to Egypt, then over to 
Southern Italy, from there across to Greece, thence to Smyrna, 
and so back to Beirut. 

My last trip was this year at Easter time, when a party of 
us rode through the country from Galilee to Jerusalem, to 
Jericho, then over east of the Jordan into some of the regions 
that travelers rarely visit, making a turn northwards, and 
coming out again by Galilee. 

If this letter sounds too much like a page from Baedeker, 
just cut the journeys out. I haven't had any startling adven- 
tures, nor have I come across anyone inclined to shower honors 
on my head. I've been secretary of the Princeton Alumni 
Association of Syria, but as the secretary is not in charge of 
any funds, it can scarcely be called a position of either trust 
or profit. 

The work here has been exceedingly interesting. This insti- 
tution, with its 730 students, represents a force that is exerting 
a constantly increasing influence all through the Levant. With 
such a mixture of races as we have here one comes face to 
face with all sorts of social, religious, and political problems, 
in a form which demands at least an attempt at solution. I've 



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had a course this year in Political Economy with a class of 
Seniors, composed of Jews, Greeks, Syrians, Christians, and 
Mohammedans, and the recitations have been anything but 
dull. 

I am going home by way of Constantinople, and across 
Europe by railway. My home address is 218 South Forty- 
fourth Street, Philadelphia. 

My plans for the future are indefinite as yet, but in all 
probability I will be studying next year somewhere in the 
vicinity of home. I would have given a good deal to have 
been back for the Triennial, but the next best thing to look 
forward to is the Yale game next fall. Till then as ever, 
Yours for the class and for Princeton, 

Robert S. Steen. 

July 3, 1904. 

ROBERT WOODS SUTTON 

May 7, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : That postal of yours looks urgent, and 
though I would like time to compose a work of art for you, 
as that would not be done until after the Bar Exams in June, 
I had better give you what I can now. 

My own autobiography is briefly this : In July after Com- 
mencement I sailed from San Francisco and traveled through 
the Hawaiian Islands, Japan, Korea, China, Siam, the Philip- 
pines, Java, India, Ceylon, and Europe, and returned home 
just one day too late for the annual Reunion, due to a fog 
which lost us two days on the way over. On the trip I con- 
tributed some " Little Masterpieces " to various yellow jour- 
nals in this country. When I got back, at the instigation of 
the editor of one of these periodicals, I decided to take the 
trip over again. Whereupon shutting myself up in my study 
in Pittsburg, I prepared in the three summer months a supply 
of ammunition for a complete trip around the world, which 
was taken in the Sunday issues of various ydlow sheets 
throughout the country during the following winter. On the 
1st of October I rested from my labors, and entered the office 
of Watson & McCleave, now Watson & Freeman, where my 
talents were employed in running errands between the Court 
House and the St. Nicholas Building. At the same time I 
started to the Pittsburg Law School, and in a month from 
now will have a chance to display what legal knowledge I may 
liave acquired before the County and State Boards of Lav/ 
Examiners. Not as yet having filled any office of profit I have 



Letters from the Class 199 

had to get along on one of trust, which is, by this time, about 
worked out. 

While John Frazer and I have been attending lectures and 
taking exams in the old familiar way, the other '01 men in 
town have risen to fame and affluence. Bob Pitcairn is king 
of a wild, secluded valley up in the mountains somewhere, 
where he runs three coal mines, a railroad, a bank, and inci- 
dentally an old gray mule hitched to a runabout. Bob and 
Bill Petty are rising young lawyers, and the criminal court 
rings with their eloquence on numerous occasions. The elo- 
quence of Jimmie Wardrop may also be heard around the Bull 
ring on the floor of the local Exchange, while Eber Rose bears 
the high-sounding title of First Assistant to the Superintendent 
of the Edgar Thomson Blast Furnaces of the Carnegie Steel 
Co., and last winter ran the furnaces, the largest in the world, 
for several months, while the superintendent was absent. E. B. 
Wilson is filling the newspapers of Pittsburg with attractive 
advertising matter composed in the interest of the Real Estate 
Trust Co., whose destiny is also cared for by Frank Irish 
and Wick Lyne. Gross MacConnell, too, is helping to keep 
the real estate market in Pittsburg active. Sam Hamilton 
has been a stranger here of late, dividing his time between 
Tidioute and Hahnemann, where it is reported he is leading 
his class in expert carving. 

Wishing you the full measure of success with your Triennial 
Record, which you deserve, I am, 

Sincerely, 

Robert Woods Sutton. 

CHARLES RAYMOND SWAIN 

Newark, N. J., August 26, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Answering your many urgent appeals, I will 
endeavor to give you an idea of what I have been doing since 
leaving college. (An account of what I have not been doing 
would be a lot more interesting.) 

After recuperating for a few months, to get thoroughly 
over the aftermath of Commencement, I went down to the 
renowned town of Grammercy, La. I held down the job of 
assistant chemist in the Grammercy Sugar Co. of that place 
for three months. Then deciding I would rather earn some 
money than be a chemist, I came North (honest, I left the 
South of my own accord) and started in the wholesale lumber 
business in dear old Newark. Have been plugging away at 
this now for two years and a half. The firm is known as 
A. W. & C. R. Swain, with offices in the Lawyers* Building, 



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164 Market Street. Any mail addressed to me there will 
surely reach me. Not being married, I am of very little 
interest to the class in general. Unmarried people don't count 
for very much with the glorious class of 1901. 
Yours very truly, 

C. Ray. Swain. 

RALPH POWELL SWOFFORD 

Los Angeles, Cal., June 5, 1904. 

Dear Frank : You have requested me to write you as soon 
as I have " returned to earth again " ; but as that date has 
not been set, and is likely to be postponed indefinitely, I shall 
indite you an epistle from the " realms above." Many of 
our classmates have visited these realms, and the rest seem 
to be preparing for the journey, so I shall not describe them. 

At the present writing I have been a Benedict just four 
weeks, and am enjoying the luxury of a home of my own, 
as we are keeping house in a bungalow in Ventura County, 
California, about seventy-five miles north of Los Angeles. I 
expect to be located in Southern California for several months 
in the interest of the Swofford Brothers' Dry Goods Co. of 
Kansas City. 

The wedding occurred in Kansas City, April 18, 1904. The 
bride was Miss Jewel Dorothea Wood of Kansas City. We 
expect to return there soon and shall make that city our home. 
Mail addressed care of Swofford Bros. Dry Goods Co. will 
always reach me. 

After my graduation I went to Europe, safely guarded by 
Tommy Thompson, and since my return to this country have 
been seeing the western part of it pretty thoroughly, having 
visited New Mexico, California, Utah, and Colorado. I have 
missed both big Reunions, and have been traveling about so 
mAich that I haven't been able to keep in touch with the fellows,, 
but I shall be on to the fifth annual without fail. 

With best wishes to all of the glorious class, I am. 
Sincerely, 

Ralph P. Swofford. 

ROBERT FREDERICK SWIGART 

April 24, 1904. 
Dear Classmates : Here's where I get busy with my No. 
2 Smith Premier and " Commercial Note," (i. e., about 8x10 
inches) as per request, and reply to a few questions about 
my private affairs. 



Letters from the Class 201 

Primarily: Residence has been, and now is, 1714 Jefferson 
Avenue, as always, and there is no immediate prospect of 
leaving the parental roof. Occupation since leaving college 
has been reading law up to last June, and since then, being 
willing to be a lawyer. Am tolerated in the offices of Chit- 
tenden & Chittenden, 931-934 Spitzer Building, but am not 
connected v/ith the firm, being only a receptacle for business 
the real lawyers do not care to handle. 

Secondly : Nothing doing. 

Thirdly: P. G. work consists of six weeks of four days 
each spent at U. of M. Summer School of Law. 

Fourthly: Not a writer. 

Fifthly: Not a joiner. As for positions of honor, trust, or 
profit, should state that I am a Notary Public in and for 
Lucas County, Ohio, date of appointment being January 6, 
1902. 

Sixthly : Have oscillated between New Jersey and California 
several times, but have avoided foreign countries. 

Seventhly: Permanent address, 1714 Jefferson Avenue, or 
934 Spitzer Building, Toledo, Ohio. 

Eighthly : " Career," strictly uneventful. 

Ninthly: Have thought some of fitting up some spacious 
law offices in Los Angeles this fall, and becoming a child 
wonder out there. 

These are truthful answers to all printed interrogatories. 
Am unable to add anything further. 

Sincerely, 

Swi. 

JAMES BURNS TAYLOR, JR. 

Newport News Shipbuilding and Dry Dock Co. 

Newport News, Va., April 25. 

My Dear Frank : Had intended to answer your communi- 
cations sooner, but have neglected it from time to time, so 
thought it was about up to me to do it now. 

After leaving Princeton in June, 1901, Harry Cook '01 and 
myself went to Germany to take up some extra work in chem- 
istry and metallurgy. Sailed on July 20th, but spent some 
time in visiting some of the places of interest before settling 
down in the land of Dutch Meinken's forefathers. Saw sev- 
eral of our class while over there : some in London and some 
in Paris. We remained in Germany for a year at Freiberg 
Berg-Akademie, and returned in September, 1902, to hunt for 
a position. 

Things did not come up so soon, but in March took a 



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position in the laboratory of H. M. Shimer & Co., Philadel- 
phia, but this did not last, and the laboratory was closed in 
August just in time for a vacation. After that I received 
an offer in September to come down here as chemist and 
take charge of the Tropena Steel Converter, so have been 
here ever since then, and so far have been getting along very 
well, although at first had to bear the experience of running 
against practical men who '' knock " on college men at all 
chances. 

At present am living at the Pocahontas Club, which is 
composed of Yale and Cornell and Princeton men. (Alex- 
ander ex-'97 is among them), so we manage to enjoy Hfe rather 
well. Princeton men are rather scarce down here, there being 
only three of us, Heffelfinger 'oo, Alexander, and myself. 

Saw Billy Vance down here during Easter, while in Nor- 
folk at the Yale-Virginia game, and that is about all the 
Princeton men I have seen here. 

Have not been in Princeton for some time, but am coming 
up for the Reunion in June, and hope to enjoy the town for 
a few days with 'oi and her 3-ring Reunion. 

Hoping to see you all in Princeton in June, I am, 
Your old classmate, 

"Hoot" Taylor. 
^> ^:> 

JAMES BRYCE TAYLOR 

Dear Classmates : Having j ust received a most pathetic 
appeal from our worthy Secretary, requesting information for 
the Triennial Record, I hasten to give the facts of what has 
been a most uneventful career. 

In July following graduation I came to New York City to 
accept a position with Jas. H. Dunham & Co., Importers and 
Jobbers, 340 Broadway, and spent the following nine months 
learning the relative merits of ribbons. In March, 1902, I 
left the above-mentioned company and accepted a position with 
the Western Electric Co., at West and Bethune Streets, where 
for two years I held down a desk in the Claims Department. 

In March, 1904, I left the Western Electric Co., and entered 
the employ of the New York Edison Co., where, in the capacity 
of assistant regulator, I am at present engaged in distributing 
electric light to benighted New Yorkers, from the power sta- 
tion at 123 East Eighty-third Street. 

My present address is 338 West Thirty-first Street, New 
York City, and permanent address at Walton, Delaware 
County, New York. 

In regard to all the other questions in Janeway's circular. 



Letters from the Class 203 

I plead " not guilty," and am prepared to prove an alibi if 
necessary. Regretting my inability to furnish anything more 
interesting or exciting than the above for your perusal, 
I am, yours sincerely, 

Jas. Bryce Taylor. 
July 28, 1904. 

BEEKMAN RAMSAY TERHUNE 

940 Carteret Avenue, Trenton, N. J. 

Since graduation I have been preparing for or engaged in 
teaching. The year 1 901 -1902 I spent at Teachers College 
and Columbia University, doing graduate work, for which I 
received the degree of A. M. in June, 1902. June 25, 1902, 
at Ridgewood, N. J., ego in matrimonium duxi (I guess you 
will not need a " trot" for this) Margaret C. Forshay of Fair 
Lawn, N. J. From October, 1902, to June, 1903, I taught 
Latin, Greek, and mathematics at the Hackley School, Tarry- 
town, N. Y. During the past year I have taught Latin and 
Greek in the High School at Trenton, N. J., where I expect to 
remain until fortune smiles on me more favorably. My " plans 
for the future " are to continue teaching the classics, and get 
as many boys into the different Freshmen classes at Princeton 
as I am able. 

'' Positions of profit " — none. '* Work done in politics " — 
none. All the money I make is made honestly, consequently 
I never expect to be rich. 

My permanent address is still Ridgewood, N. J. 
Yours very truly, 

Beekman R. Terhune. 

<:> ^> 
LEWIS ADAMS THOMAS, JR. 

Wilkinsburg, Pa., June 2, 1904. 

Dear Classmates : Owing to numerous and forceful re- 
minders from our hard-working Secretary, this epistle of 
Thomas to the Princetonians is being indited. 

Since becoming one of the honorable sixty-seven Benedicts 
in the glorious class of 1901, I have been too busy to do much 
in college work; and except for a very desultory correspond- 
ence with Battalion Sergeant-Major (Teddy) Edwards, 9th 
Regiment, N. G. P., and (Buttons) MacAfee, of the Standard 
Oil Trust, I have done almost nothing towards keeping in 
touch with college and classmates. 

I was married June 11, 1903, to Miss Grace Marie Elliott, 
at her home, 600 Hill Avenue, Wilkinsburg, Pa. 



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I have managed to stay in this same village ever since leav- 
ing college, but I have moved from 614 Hill Avenue to 426 
Campbell Street, at the other end of the town. 

July 3, 1 901, started as a draughtsman with the Westing- 
house Electric & Manufacturing Company, at East Pittsburg, 
Pa., and left there ten months later (i. e., May 9, 1902) for 
a similar position with the Riter-Conley Manufacturing Co., 
of Pittsburg, where I remained until October 31, 1902. No- 
vember 3, 1902, I went to the Westinghouse Airbrake Com- 
pany, at Wilmerding, Pa., as an inspector in the shop, but 
three months later was was taken into the office as the special 
draughtsman of the consulting engineer (Mr. F. C. Newell). 
Here I remained till the first of January this year, when, the 
works suspending, I went with the North American Invest- 
ment Co., 918-920 Westinghouse Building, Pittsburg, Pa. 

In the fall of 1901, I had an undesired honor thrust upon 
me in the treasurership of the Comus Club, an organization 
for the purpose of giving its members a chance to dance. I 
had never danced a step in my life, but I had to learn — and I 
did, to the sorrow of all the young ladies of my acquaintance. 
The first Tuesday in March, 1903, I began my career as 
a Free and Accepted Mason, in Orient Lodge, No. 590, Wil- 
kinsburg. Pa. 

As for politics, I'm a corker. I rooted for the Pat. Fam. 
for tax collector of the borough, and he really came in second 
in a three-cornered race. I have voted early and often on 
every possible occasion, anyhow, and that is some satisfaction. 
I'm a great traveler in this and foreign countries. I took 
a three weeks' wedding trip to Jackson's Point on Lake Sim- 
coe, Canada, last summer. 

Hope to get out to St. Louis in August this year. I'm 
sorry I couldn't get out there on Princeton Day, but I sup- 
pose all the rest of you went, and my absence was unnoticed. 
I don't know whether you, Mr. Secretary, are the proper 
person to apply to or not, but if not, please notify the proper 
person, or persons, that I want a copy of the Record. 
Best wishes to everybody. 

Au revoir, 

Lewis Adams (Kid) Thomas, Jr. 

REGINALD CONTEE THOMAS 

Ripogenus Lake Camps, Maine, September 20, 1904. 
To the Class of 1901, Princeton University. 

Dear '01 : It being up to each of us to write a letter for 
the Record, I take great delight in getting rid of the following : 



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As you know, I was unfortunate enough to have been obHged 
to leave Princeton after a stay of but little over one term, 
yet I saw enough of the Tiger's home during the short time 
that I was there to remember that good old place for ever. 

I went home to Baltimore after leaving college, where I 
tutored for a while, took a course in business college, and 
another in free-hand drawing, did two or three other stunts, 
including a short try at clerking in a big trust company, and 
so lived through two years. 

After that I went to New Brunswick on a hunting trip — 
fell victim to the sport, and city life has had no charms for 
me since. I spend most of my time now in the woods : fishing, 
canoeing, etc., in the summer, hunting in the fall, and trapping 
in the winter. 

In the winter of 1903, I took a long snow-shoe trip through 
Canada and in different parts of Maine, looking for the best 
chance to start up sporting camps. Having seen more game 
in this locality than anywhere else, and this section of the 
State being beautifully timbered and having the best of trout 
waters, and good canoeing all around, I put up shop here. The 
game we have is moose, deer, bear, and small fur. Also grouse 
and trout — and plenty of each kind. 

Well, I reckon I'd better leave room for letters more inter- 
esting, besides, I have described about all the important events 
•of my life. 

I almost forgot to say I was " spliced " in August, 1901. 

Now, when any of you fellows get tired of that swift city 
life, and want to breathe some goad air that has not already 
been coughed up by ten thousand people before it comes *' your 
turn," bring your gun, and an old suit of clothes, and come up 
to the woods for a hunting or fishing trip — and remember that 
I will always be more than glad to see you Princeton men 
at the camps. 

Faithfully yours, 

Reginald C. Thomas. 

P. S. — If you want a circular of the camps, write to me. 

THOMAS LANGLAND THOMPSON 

371 West 1 20th Street, 
New York City, July 29, 1904. 
Dear Classmates : My life since leaving Princeton has 
been very uneventful. I entered the New York Law School 
in the fall of 190T, and was graduated, LL. B., in the spring 
of 1903. Last year I took the third-year course at the same in- 
stitution. During the last two years I have had charge of the 



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Law School Library in connection with my studies. This 
position has given me an opportunity to come in close contact 
with a good many Princeton men of other classes who have 
been studying here, which has made up in part, at least, for 
my great loss in that respect by not going to Princeton sooner 
than I did. 

I am a member of the New York Bar, and shall take a 
position in a law office this fall. 

Sincerely yours, 

Thomas Langland Thompson. 

RALPH SOMERVILLE THOMPSON 

New York, May 7, 1994. 

My Dear Frank : In the midst of the whirl of the publishing: 
business, there is little chance for heart-to-heart talks, even 
with a member of the best class that ever came through the 
Blair Hall Arch. 

You insist that we shall not be modest in cataloguing our 
achievements since we have come out into the wide, wide world ; 
but whaf s a fellow^ going to do if he hasn't any achievements 
to mention? I am neither fish nor fowl; I have tried to be 
an editor, an advertising agent, and a pubHsher, and only a 
merciful Providence knows what the future has in store. 

Down in the bottom of my heart I can sympathize with you 
in the tribulations you are passing through in getting out this 
Triennial Record, but at least you will have a fond parental 
pride when it finally sees the light of day. 

I suppose from your standpoint this letter is absolutely use- 
less, but I really haven't got anything to tell that is worth 
the telling, and there are so many highly trained hot-air artists 
in our class that it is useless for me to try to compete along 
that line. 

I'll see you at the only and great Reunion, and until then,. 
Sincerely, 
R. S. (alias Tommy) Thompson. 

The basis for the generalities of the above letter, according 
to the Secretary's record, is the following facts : Tommy is 
living at 81 Morningside Avenue, New York. His business 
(according to the letter-head of his letter) is with the New 
York office of the London Times, at 225 Fourth Avenue. On 
February 28, 1902, he married Miss Mary Baker. He has the 
sympathy of the class over the loss of his baby boy, who died 
on November 4, 1902, aged two days. 



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JAMES DEAN TILFORD 

Fort Leavenworth, Kan., September 21, 1904. 

Dear Frank : Your last appeal for help just received, and 
after a trip to Fort Clark, Texas, my station, at last reached me 
here. Please let me know amount you want from me, and 
I will send check. 

My only excuse for not writing long ago is the fact that I 
have but recently returned, after over three years in the Philip- 
pines, and they say that after one has spent one year there he 
loses whatever intellect he ever possessed, and so lay it all to 
my mental condition. 

Since leaving Princeton I received an appointment in the 
First United States Cavalry, and my first station was Fort 
Yates, North Dakota. In September, 1900, we sailed for 
the Philippines, and for three years assisted our " little brown 
brothers " in learning the benefits of civilization. Knocked 
about Japan and China a bit in 1900 and 1902, and in October, 
1903, returned to God's country. 

Am not married, and see no immediate prospects of attaining 
that happy state. Just now I am attending the United States 
Infantry and Cavalry School at Fort Leavenworth, Kan., and 
will probably remain here all winter. While on leave this 
summer met George Priest and '' Coon " Boyd. Pardon haste. 
Let me know all my back dues, and I will " fork up." 

Give my best to all the class. 

Very sincerely, 

J. D. TiLFORD-, 

1st Lieut., 1st Cavalry. 
<:> ^:> 

ALFRED EMANUEL VONDERMUHLL 

Langenberg, Rheinland, Germany, 

June 24, 1904. 

My Dear Frank : At last I am settled for a bit, and whether 
too late for the Triennial Record or not, I want at last to 
give you a bit of an account of myself, and thank you for your 
letter received ages ago. 

After my two years with Darier & Co., in Geneva, I left 
there last November, and entered (on the i6th of that month) 
the banking firm of A. Sarasin & Co., in Basle, where I stayed 
about six months. I can't say I worked too hard there, but 
it was most interesting, and I got to be able to correspond 
pretty decently in French, English, and German. A. Sarasin 
and A. Streichenberg, my bosses, were the world of difference 
from H. Darier and B. Bouvier, the Geneva bankers. Both of 



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the former had spent some time in God's country, which the 
two latter had not done. I learned as much in the six months 
as I had in the preceding two years. 

Well, I came here the beginning of this month to take a look 
at the silk manufacturing business. I expect to return to Basle 
next week. My address, at least the address where letters 
will always reach me, is : Care of A. Sarasin & Co., Basle, 
Switzerland. 

Married ? Oh, no ! That part of the show will have to wait 
till I get through traveling and am settled in some business. 
Up to the present moment I have no idea what I am going 
to do. 

During my slay in Geneva I saw Pretty Porter, who dropped 
in for a few weeks about Easter, 1903. I tell you those are 
the greatest times when you unexpectedly run into a classmate 
on the other side of the pond. 

As to my plans for the future, I won't say anything about 
them now. 

Give my love to any of the fellows you may see. Gad, I'd 
like to get a look at the old place once again. 

Ever your old 

VONDY. 

[*' Vondy " has returned to America. His New York ad- 
dress is in the directory.] 

WILLIAM McCLELLAN VANCE 

" Bill " pleaded to be excused from writing a letter on the 
ground that he was in college but one year, which is no excuse 
at all, though he persisted in thinking so. He is living in 
New York at The Alpine, West Thirty-third Street, I think, 
and is a member of the firm of Allan McGraw & Co., Brokers, 
24 Broad Street, New York. He has a seat on the Stock 
Exchange. 

KARL LOUIS VON KRUG 

Kingston, Pa., August 11, 1904. 
Dear Janew^ay: As I think of your work as Secretary, 
and your kind yet firm treatment of delinquents, I fain would 
say with the poet. Durum sed levius fit patientia. Perhaps you 
would better translate for the benefit of B. S. men. I am 
sorry I cannot reward your patience with exciting tales of 
adventure and travel, for Scranton and Hoboken are the only 
foreign lands I have sojourned in since leaving Princeton. My 



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first year after graduation was spent in teaching Latin and 
Greek in the School of Lackawanna at Scranton, Pa. This 
is a strong Princeton school, and has sent many good men to 
us. You may remember that Linen and McLeod prepared 
at Lackawanna. The next year another great man and I 
decided to enter Princeton Seminary, but Dr. Patton entered 
as President and I as a member of the Junior class. 

I have been there two years, and expect to graduate 
next spring. It is like old times to have Charley Gulick's 
bills coming in every month, reminding us that it is only too 
true that, " In the midst of life we are in debt." I might add 
that our class has been of great service to the seminary, for 
the influence of Latta Griswold — we are in the same class in 
the seminary — has permeated the place, and a decided im- 
provement can be noticed in the dress and daily walk and 
conversation of the Seminoles. 

I have not as yet sufficient data on the subject of my mar- 
riage and number of children, et cetera, to be able to give you 
any information. 

I trust that by the time our Record for our fiftieth year comes 
out, I will be able to give you a different answer. I have no 
idea where I will be at this time next year, but any mail 
•directed to Kingston, Pa., will reach me. Here's to the class, 
Hoch! 

Sincerely, 

Karl von Krug. 

IRVING WILSON VOORHEES 

Dear Fellows of 1901 : Since leaving college in June of 
1901, my career has been decidedly uneventful. I have neither 
married, promised to marry, nor entered into any partnership 
whatsoever, therefore can state nothing as to " names of firms 
•or partners, together with kind of business," to quote the 
valuable suggestion of our esteemed Secretary. The fall of 
our exodus from Princeton found me in the dissecting room 
at the College of Physicians and Surgeons, along with Kirby 
Dwight, Jim Jameson, Sam. Hamilton, Walter Mount, and 
other lusty members of the class; but I shall not enter into 
all the horrible details of what we did there, as Sam Dodd 
must have a chance to report to the Record, and he can do 
it so much better. We still have a year before the law allows 
us to affix M. D. to our names, and it will be a relief to have 
a chance to make a dollar, after spending several hundreds of 
them. Of course, nobody knows but the Doctor how little 
money there is in medicine, and how hard it is to make the 



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bulk of the public *' cough up " for our support, but you are 
all likely to have a chance sometimes. Nobody here attempts 
any post-graduate work leading to the higher degrees, as there 
is no time for it. I have been doing a little outside work, 
however, in the line of medical journalism — though in a small 
way — am a weekly contributor on certain medical topics to 
two periodicals, the titles of which would not interest you 
in the least. It is not likely that I shall be able to attend our 
Triennial, much to my regret, as am going to take a month 
of hospital work prior to a trip into the Maine woods about 
June 23d. It would be a pleasure, however, to hear from 
any friends, particularly Bob Rice and Cal. Fentress, if they 
are still alive, and any letters sent to my address at Griggs- 
town, N. J., will be forwarded in due season. 

Wishing you all long life and the greatest prosperity, I am. 
Sincerely yours, 

" ShERM " VOORHEES. 

PETER VREDENBURGH, 2d 

New York, September 14, 1904. 

Dear Frank : I will take your suggestions from the bottom 
of No. 5 scare head, and answer them in the order they come, 
to the best of my ability, first apologizing for gumming the 
game, as I have done, by my neglect in not writing before. 

My residence is, and has been, except for short sojourns 
in the city during the winter. Freehold, N. J., the metropolis 
of Monmouth County, renowned as the place where the Father 
of our country was heard to swear for the only time in his 
life. Such is the legend, at any rate. 

My business has been hunting the elusive dollar in Wall 
Street, where I clerked it for a time, extending over five years, 
and then, last February, acquired a seat on the New York 
Stock Exchange, formed the partnership of Lewis & Vreden- 
burgh, and find that the aforesaid dollar is just as far ahead 
and hard to get as anywhere else. 

Nothing done in the matrimonial line, not because I don't 
want to, but because the ladies don't want to. 

The item concerning post-graduate work, etc., I pass over, 
for reasons which, to those of my classmates who remember 
me, will be obvious. 

Membership in the Princeton Club of New York, and the 
New York Athletic Club, a seat in the County Convention 
soon to be convened at home, and a place on the Republican 
Committee of the Township, comprise the facts which will 
answer your fifth suggestion. 



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My journeys are mostly from home to the office, and back 
again, except for short vacation trips to Canada and elsewhere. 

Many of the fellows in the class, and other classes at Prince- 
ton, are working downtown here, and are doing well. I see 
them once in a while, and would like to see them oftener. 

I hope the Record will be a great success, and that all the 
others who have not as yet written will be heard from. Please 
put me down for a copy. 

Very truly yours, 

Peter Vredenburgh, 2d. 

LESTER WALLACE 

Another remiss one. His last reply was received September 
25, 1903. He was living then at 194 Riverside Drive, New 
York, which he gave as his permanent address, and he was a 
salesman of East Indian goods for Frame & Co., 132 Front 
Street, New York. He married Grace Ridge Quimby on 
April 30, 1903. 

HAROLD LORENZO WALTON 

East Orange, N. J., August i, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Since leaving college I have been doing about 
the same thing, working hard and spending most of my few 
holidays in Princeton. I am with Smithers & Reimer, Brokers, 
15 Broad Street, New York City. I am living in East Orange, 
and enjoying all the troubles of a commuter, except a wife, 
for I have not joined the ** glorious sixty-seven." 
Sincerely, 

Harold L. Walton. 

JAMES RICHMOND WARDROP 

Sewickley, Pa., April 13, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: After graduation I took a final summer 
vacation, and started to work October i, 1901. It was a great 
day for N. Holmes & Sons, Bankers, Pittsburg, when I walked 
in on a certain Monday morning and informed the members 
of the firm that I had chosen them from among all the insti- 
tutions which were trying to land me. For a year and a half 
I worked on the correspondence desk, which work is monoto- 
nous, and requires very little judgment. 

April I, 1903, I was transferred to the Stock and Bond De- 
partment of the same house, where my duties consisted in 



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keeping books, and doing such work on the street as is done 
in New York by a ** runner." 

December ist I was elected a member of the Pittsburg Stock 
Exchange, to assist our regular floorman in representing the 
firm. This means that I am there for a few minutes at the 
opening, and a half an hour at noon, while the regular man 
goes to lunch. I am satisfied with my job ! I am led to believe 
that in this I am almost unique. 

In affaires de cceur I seem to be a mud horse, and the tracks 
here are particularly fast. Every once in a while I seem, to 
myself, to be making good progress along this line, when 
some lad, of course less attractive, but who can have his checks 
certified for a larger amount, hops in, and when they call for 
a show down, I am declared runner up. 

In answer to question five, as to affiliations with organiza- 
tions, religious and otherwise, the only thing that I can think 
of is that I am an usher in our church. I take up the col- 
lection every Sunday morning ; of course, exacting the regular 
collector's commission. 

I suppose that question six was inserted at the request of 
Bob Sutton. As there was no exponent of ready money to 
get stuck on my shape, I have nothing to say in answer to 
number six. 

As regards permanent address, I am still sleeping at the 
same old stand. Academy Avenue, Sewickley, Pa. 

Every once in a while I run across one or two of the big 
class. John Frazer is still playing poker with ineffable limit. 
Buck Euwer now wears asbestos vests (these are prescribed 
by the statutes of Youngstown for all very hot propositions). 
Bob Sutton is the very devil of a fellow with each succeeding 
crop of girlish debutantes. Sam Hamilton is getting so old 
that, like Chief Zimmer and Van Haltren, he is thinking of 
retiring from the diamond. 

I have no plans for, and can foresee no great changes in, 
the future. 

Very sincerely, 

James R. Wardrop. 

ELTING FOWLER WARNER, JR. 

New York, May i6, 1904. 
My Dear Frank: Since leaving college I have roamed 
about so much that your letters, etc., have had a hard struggle 
to reach their destination, with an even chance that they would 
never catch up. Some of them, I fear, were so horribly muti- 
lated by half a dozen addresses that they have given up in 



Letters from the Class 213 

disgust, and resigned themselves to their fate in the Dead 
Letter Office. However, your last letter fared a little better 
than the others, and I hope I have given you a permanent 
address. 

After leaving college I thought of going into the cattle 
business in the West, but didn't fancy getting that far away 
from Princeton and the friends I had made during those four 
years at college. 

At the time I was making up my mind just what to do, I 
began to get notices of our first Commencement, and I natu- 
rally was a little homesick to get back. So I packed up one day, 
and hopped a train headed for New York. It was pretty nice 
pulling into Princeton Junction, and as it was a pretty long 
way back to St. Paul, I wired out I thought I would stay 
East a while, and I have been here ever since. About a week 
later I went into the Pearson Publishing Company as assistant 
to their general manager, and have been with them ever since. 

This is not a very exciting letter, to be sure. Most fellows 
have a lot happen in two years. Perhaps I am fortunate in 
not having as much. Perhaps my share is coming. 
Yours very truly, 

E. F. Warner, Jr. 
<::> ^> 

HAROLD ARTHUR WATRES 

April 13, 1904. 

My Dear Frank: My only claim to a pedestal in your 
hall of fame is, that I have tried being true to three Alma 
Maters. 

My first year after graduation was spent in the classic halls 
of Old Penn, where, in company with Besore and Doc Derr, 
I learned a little about law, a good deal about automobiles — 
from Doc — and several new games of cards. 

Doc may be too modest to say much about this in his letter, 
so, while we're on the subject of Pennsylvania, I may as well 
relate an incident which shows how careful Doc always is. 
not to reflect any discredit upon whatever university he may 
from time to time attend. Doc got pinched one day for run- 
ning his automobile faster than a walk, on Broad Street. 
Taking care to conceal the fact that he lived in the University 
Dormitories, so as to avoid causing mental anguish to Provost 
Harrison, Doc gave himself out (and up) to the Burly Police- 
man as a Princeton graduate, residing at the Princeton Club. 
The B. P. was quite on to the dodge, but willing to let Doc 
go this once, helped conceal his real identity as a Pennsylvania 
student, and the papers next day heralded the reckless doings 
of a Princeton graduate named Derr. I think the University 



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of Pennsylvania should have given Doc a degree for that — 
but they didn't. 

They didn't give me one, either. For the next fall I made 
a bum guess in football, and thinking that Columbia was going 
to defeat Pennsylvania, packed my trunk and moved to New 
York, naturally desiring to be with the winning colors. Imag- 
ine my conflicting emotions, picture my chagrin, when only 
a few weeks after the fatal move, Columbia met defeat at the 
hands of Pennsylvania, and only a few weeks later was again 
downed by de Princetons! 

Well, in Columbia Law, things were different some way. 
I found Bamman there, and the Kerr, and Pop Belden, with a 
new checkered suit each Monday; and altogether we were 
quite happy, for Nicholas Murray Butler and Howard Alex- 
ander Smith ran the Law School very much to our satisfac- 
tion. We were rather afraid that Butler would be deposed 
before the end of the year, but he wasn't, and I understand he 
is still President in name. 

That next spring Columbia developed a poor baseball team, 
so I left, although there was still a year between me and my 
degree. 

But I had been admitted to the bar at Scranton, on January 
5, 1903, and was anxious to get at the clients. After Com- 
mencement in June, I entered the law office of Willard, Warren 
& Knapp, in Scranton, where I am now practicing. They do 
their best to keep me busy, with a very fair degree of success. 
So far, my practice has been more instructing than amusing, 
and more amusing than remunerative. If the one gentleman 
who promised me a divorce case hadn't gone and made up with 
his wife, there might be more to tell. Of course, however, 
I'm truly glad he's getting along better with her, and all that 
sort of thing. 

On February 22, 1904, I was admitted to practice in the 
Supreme Court of Pennsylvania, and succeeded in attaching 
myself to a small fee in a case which was tried before it that 
same morning. 

I am the proud Secretary of the Island Run Coal Company, 
and also a director in the Nordmont Chemical Company. No- 
tice is hereby given, however, to all memorial, reunion, and 
other committees, that neither of these bloated corporations 
has as yet put me on salary, nor, to my knowledge, have they 
declared m.ore than twenty-five per cent, dividends at any one 
time. 

I am not married, but just give me a little more time. 

My permanent address is Scranton, Pa. 
Faithfully yours, 

Harold A. Watres. 



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MYRON LOWENSTEIN WEIL 

51 Exchange Place, New York, September 14, 1904. 
Dear Janeway : The first half-year after graduation I spent 
in Wilkes-Barre, Pa. Since then I have been engaged in the 
outside brokerage business in New York City, a so-called Curb 
Broker. 

Nothing doing in the matrimonial line. 

Your classmate, 

Myron L. Weil. 
Permanent address as above. 

JOHN LOUIS WELLINGTON 

Cumberland, Md., May 18, 1904. 
Dear Frank : Since October, 1901, I have been working 
hard in the Citizens' National Bank of Cumberland, Md., 
where I am now a teller. It is my intention to remain indefi- 
nitely with this institution. My permanent address is Cum- 
berland, Md. 

On April 15, 1903, I was married here to Miss Helen Gor- 
don Wiley of Cumberland. We have a son, George Louis 
Wellington, born on May 8, 1904, — so I shall not have to 
push an empty one at the game in June. 
Sincerely yours, 

John L. Wellington. 

RALPH WENTWORTH 

Sandy's Grammar School, 
Somerset, Bermuda, May 10, 1904. 
My Dear Janeway : I inclose an order for a copy of the 
Record. In reply to your letter I can only say that the course 
of my career has not altered since I last wrote you, giving 
information similar to that now asked. I am older, have less 
hair, and am not much wiser. It is unnecessary for me to 
repeat what you already possess, and, of course, there is noth- 
ing in this to add to former " autobiographies " of mine. I 
wish a splendid Triennial with all my heart, and wish I could 
attend. Sincerely, 

Ralph Wentworth. 

Note. — The only previous information which I have about 
Ralph is this : Permanent address, Pittsfield, Mass. ; present 
address, Somerset, Bermuda; occupation, teaching. He has 
"been in Bermuda since graduation. — Ed. 



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EDGAR LEE WEST 

Dear Secretary: Again confronting this most persistent 
but ever patient appeal of our Secretary for my autography 
I am heartily ashamed of my previous stubbornness in with- 
holding it. Since leaving college in June, 1901, your humble 
servant has been studying medicine at the University of Penn- 
sylvania, and hopes to graduate with the class of 1905. Thus 
far his career has been uneventful. Permanent address, Ham- 
ilton Square, N. J. 

Your classmate, 

Edgar L. West. 

Hamilton Square, N. J., July 27, 1904. 

^^ <:> 
HOWELL NORTH WHITE 

Princeton, N. J., June 7, 1904. 

My Dear Classmates : I seem to be up against a pretty- 
stiff proposition to answer the nine questions of our Secre- 
tary's circular and obtain a passing grade, for positions of 
'* honor, trust, and profit '' have not been exactly looking for 
me, and — strange as it may seem to many — I am neither mar- 
ried nor about to be. However, the " third alarm " reached me 
some time ago, and its Journal headlines of red ink nerve me 
at last to the point of writing these few lines. 

What have I been doing since graduation? Well, it seems 
that I never graduated at all, for as the above heading indi- 
cates, I am still at Princeton, the last of the *' famous brood,'^ 
quietly resting on the " academic nest," armed with the cus- 
tomary pedagogic blue pencil. The first summer I spent in 
Europe, where, in Dresden, I met Eddie Qausen and Lloyd 
Coates, returning here in the fall to take a special fellowship 
in Latin, which I held for two years. During this time I did 
some graduate work, and a little teaching on the side, just to 
get my hand in. This year I was given an Instructorship, 
and so became, as you see, the successor of our old friend, 
who one day lost his hat. My object in life so far has been 
to inspire the Freshmen hearts with the beauties of Latin prose, 
never forgetting to insist on such cardinal principles as that 
quamquam takes the indicative, etc. Thus I have passed 
gradually from student to teacher, and with it my point of 
view has shifted; for instance, examinations may be too easy, 
never the reverse, and the absence committee are sometimes 
too easy. In many ways I am living the old Hfe over again,, 
though, without " the class,'' it can never be the same place. 



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My plans for the future are by no means definite, though I 
shall return to Princeton another year. My address is ii 
S. W. Brown, and I trust that when any of you are here 
you won't forget the number. Here's hoping for a big victory 
on Saturday, and a glorious Reunion. 

Yours for 1901, 

H. N. White. 

ROBERT RUDD WHITING 

The Princeton Club, 
New York, May 26, 1904. 

Dear Frank : There's nothing much to add to the story of 
my life (for synopsis of preceding chapters see 1901's previous 
plunge into print) other than that I am now married and the 
proud father of two teeth. (They're on a boy.) 

I left McClure's two years ago, and after a short trip abroad 
went back to the Sun, where I wrote a little, drew a Httle, 
reported some, and edited a little batch of comic junk for 
Sundays. Waiting on wet doorsteps to gather pearls of wis- 
dom from prominent pork-packers has begun to tell on me, 
however, and I am now on an extended leave of absence. 

Whenever I've felt particularly as though I were playing 
hookey from a cemetery it's been my custom to drop down to 
the floor below and bask in the enervating rays of Stephen 
McWhirley Whitman, who brightly shines for all on the back 
page of the Evening Sun. But of course you've heard from 
him. 

Bob Whiting. 

P. S. — I'd have answered sooner, but I was holding off in 
expectation of another tooth. 

^^ ^^ 

STEPHEN FRENCH WHITMAN 

My Dear Janus : I have embarked the drawings you asked 
me for. 

My address, place of business, manner of making money, 
and name are just the same this year as when I wrote them 
out for you in 1901. 

I can't seem to think of any particular confession that I can 
make just now. As for what I have done since 1901 you know 
very well how horrid modest I am ; and as for what I intend 
doing it might look better if I tell you about it after I have 
done it. I am willing to admit, though, that I am getting 
famous. I base my impression on the fact that Don came into 



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the office the other day and wanted to " buy " one of my 
pictures. I offered him his choice of two, and he took the 
worst one; I asked him why, and he said: because that one 
had more figures on it. 




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As for the way I stand in regard to the prevailing contagion, 
I will say that no one has chased me up in front of a dominie 
and cornered me there. In fact, I can't see that I am even 
out of breath from running away from it. 



Letters from the Class 219 

About the actions of my friends which modesty, as you 
suggest, may prevent them from telHng, — well, if modesty 
prevents them, far be it from me. 

I hope, and indeed I know, that you will put the Triennial 
Reunion on record with all the trimmings it deserves. That 
committee could run a little school and teach folks how to 
have reunions. Speaking for myself, I could go to affairs like 
that one every little while. Shame on folks like Pennyrink 
and Doctor McCurdy who live afar off, and let a matter of 
three or four hundred dollars stand between them and the 
sight of Laury Benson sprinkling Piatt's Chlorides about the 
tent. 

As I write, by the way, I have before me a copy of Punch, 
into which Pennyrink has apparently broken, by token of a 
sketch portraying a British matron saying satirical things to 
a little runt in the corner of a divan. In the offing several 
maidens cruise about, fluffing under full sail, in the delightful 
Stanlaws manner. I notice from them that the English Stan- 
laws girls don't look as though someone had taken a jump 
at the small of their backs, like the good old American Stan- 
laws girls. This is interesting to me ; when in England I failed 
to notice the difference. I spent all my time in Westminster 
Abbey. 

Yours, 

Steve. 

New York, August i, 1904. 

[Those who wish to read more from the pen of " Steve " 
let them consult the back page of the New York Evening Sun 
every Saturday. — Ed.] 

ROBERT YOUNG WILLIAMS 

329 Clinton Avenue, Newark, N. J. 
Classmates : Our Secretary has just sent me word that he 
has received fifty-five letters for our Triennial Record, and 
that all these accounts " read like novels." And so, in addition 
to the anticipated pleasure of reading about the " doings " of 
the members of the glorious class, there is added the desire 
to read some good up-to-date novels. It is so long since I have 
had time to read one that I really do not know what consti- 
tutes a novel. But, if I remember rightly, there must be 
romance, comedy, and tragedy, all mixed up in a readable 
story, to make a good novel. Now, surely, to study mining 
engineering at Columbia for three years cannot be termed a 
romance. Mining is the one study in this world which is no- 
where opened to women. It is not a comedy, as anyone who 



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has been through it knows. And it cannot be termed a 
tragedy, because the degree crowns it all. So, among the 
novels of this book, let this nondescript manuscript be ap- 
pended as a prose account of the life of another Micawber 
*' waiting for something to turn up." 

If to Micawber's motto of " All things come to him who 
waits," one adds Mr. Edison's proviso, " provided he hustles 
while he waits," there may be some chance for me yet; for, 
to tell the truth, I have had no vacation since Junior year at 
Old Nassau. I entered the School of Mines, Columbia, on 
July 15, 1901, by registering at Camp Columbia, Morris, 
Conn., and performing the field-engineering required of Fresh- 
men students. In the fall I went into the University, and 
have been plugging ever since. In the summer of 1902, I 
worked with the Webster Coal & Coke Co., at Cresson, Pa. ; 
and in 1903 I was located for a time with the Lehigh Valley 
Coal Co., at West Pittston, Pa., where I worked at all kinds 
of jobs underground, save driving mules — my theory at Co- 
lumbia had not yet covered that art of practical mining, enti- 
tled, " the wisest choice of methods for the safe disposition 
of a * bashful,' recalcitrant beast of burden." 

Right here I am tempted to digress and tell of a little oc- 
currence that happened to me while working at the mines. It 
was a beautiful day last July, 4.30 in the afternoon, and quit- 
ting time for the miners. On my way through the gangway 
toward the foot of the shaft, the mine foreman met me, and in- 
vited me to be present at a party, and asked me to help enter- 
tain, dirt, dinner-pail, and all. In the operations of mining, 
one has to be ready for any emergency that may arise; that 
very morning I had helped to carry out on a stretcher a boy 
who had been kicked by a mule, and that afternoon I had 
watched proceedings in putting out a mine fire. So, when 
the foreman said he wanted me to help him show thirteen 
dentists around the mine, I answered, " all right." 

When the doctors were lowered in the mine cage, such a 
lot of scared freaks you never saw in your life ! They were 
all huddled together like frightened sheep. When the miners, 
who were waiting at the shaft bottom to take the cage to the 
surface, saw the " greenies " descending, they let out a yell 
which so jarred the nerves of the dentists that their teeth 
chattered in spite of all their professional skill. After these 
strangers had gained their eyesight — you know, if you have 
ever been down a mine, that it takes some time to become 
accustomed to the darkness — one of the dentists, clothed in 
light trousers, tan shoes, and a straw hat (fine coal-mining 
garb), asked me what my name was. He took me for a 
Polander ; and in the same spirit I answered " Bob " Moski- 



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tolski. He then asked me how old I was ; and to tell the truth, 
1 felt as though he expected me to open my mouth so that 
he could tell my age by my molars. But I quietly told him 
I did not know how old I was. He then offered me a dime 
ior the lamp in my hat, in order that he might have some 
memento of a real miner to take home to his darling wife. I re- 
plied that I thought I could steal one for him from somewhere 
or somebody, but .that he " would please to give the dime to his 
darling wife with my compliments " — for I felt that with him 
for a husband she might need it. The fellow had so little 
tact that I felt it incumbent upon me to direct his future a bit ; 
and I must admit that my plans to get square with him suc- 
ceeded beyond my fondest expectations. What with telling 
him of the dangers from gas, roof-falls, and kicking mules 
liable to appear at any moment with their big ears and heavy 
rear hoofs, I had that fellow so scared that he breathed a sigh 
of relief on reaching terra firma. He proved in the sunlight 
to be a Pennsylvania grad. 

No wife has been married; no books have been published, 
and no political appointments have been filled by the writer 
of this letter. So our Secretary's suggestions as to topics of 
interest for these records do not aid me much. 

While at Columbia I joined the Delta Tau Delta national 
fraternity; the engineering honor fraternity of Tau Beta Pi, 
and the Senior Mining Society. At Commencement Day, 
June 8th, I shall receive the degree of " Engineer of Mines," 
and the Saturday following I shall celebrate the event by at- 
tending the Yale game at Princeton. 

On the nth of July I begin work with the Lehigh Valley 
Coal Co., at their mines at Centralia, Pa. 

This letter I close with the earnest wish that after the name 
of each and every member of 1901 the word " success " may 
be written. 

Robert Y. Williams. 

June 3, 1904. 

Centralia Pa., September 6, 1904 

My Dear Janeway: Postscript to my Triennial Record 
letter. — Your War Cry Bulletin just received, and if the Tri- 
ennial Record has not as yet gone to press, I would like to add 
the following news to my letter. In making this addition I 
realize that my letter will be open to the criticism that it is 
just like a girl's writing, in that the most important matter is 
left for the postscript ; but I want to inform those of my class- 
mates who have not already learned of it that I have been 
honored by Miss Mabel Cobb of Newark, N. J., with a promise 
of marriage. 

Robert Y. Williams. 



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GEORGE BYRON WHITMORE 

George got his M. D. from Jefferson Medical College, Phila- 
delphia, in June, 1903, and Charley Meinken reports that he 
is a house physician in Bellevue Hospital. But circulars and 
pleadings repeatedly sent there, and to his permanent address, 
284 Prospect Avenue, Mount Vernon, N. Y., have elicited no 
response. His reply to circular No. 3 announced his marriage 
to Bertha Mae Daggett in New York, on June 26, 1902. There 
is a lamentably large proportion of married men among these 
" delinquents." 

STANLEY WILLIAMSON 

To the Honorable, the Secretary of the Class of '01. 

My Dear Janeway : Were it not for the Carbon Ribbon 
so manifest in the production of this brief, I would e'en remark 
that every word is writ in letters of blood. Every moment 
that I spend in writing I feel as if I were depriving some 
penniless corporation of a merger decision, some hen-pecked 
husband of a divorce, some Mick with a skinned shin of a 
Twenty-thousand-dollar Trolley verdict. Every second spent 
thus in perpetuating testimony to be handed down to the count- 
less descendants of Naughty One, I should occupy in learning 
the maxims of equity or the rule in Shelley's case ; for the 
State Law Examinations are but three weeks hence, and by 
the 1st of July I should have crossed the Bar, or, like Doc 
McCurdy, remain forever a mute observer on the other side. 

Socks Russell never worked harder for a fourth group than 
I have been doing now for months. It's been a steady grind 
since graduation, and, apart from that, there is little to chron- 
icle. 

Thanks to the North American, the fame of Philadelphia, 
where I have been studying law, has become as notorious as 
Sodom and Gomorrah. I have several very notable things to 
chronicle, unique, I may say, in which the City of Brotherly 
Love surpasses all others. 

First: The Republican party — President Jameson would be 
as lonely here as William Penn on the City Hall clock tower. 
Democrats here are " born, not made," and what few do sur- 
vive the natal period, " die young, etc." That is, if you can 
believe the election returns. 

The home of this remarkable prodigy is that iniquitous 
abode of graft, the City Hall; opposite this I have lived for 
three years, " polishing the handle of the big front door," 



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serving subpoenas, copying Docket Entries, for all the world 
like the Attorney's Clerk in Pinafore. Give me credit for not 
attending U. of Pa., but most of the unfortunates there speak 
Yiddish, and I had never taken a seminary course in Hebrew. 
I want you to distinctly understand that I am. nearer the City 
Hall, the Babylon of Iniquity, than any other member of this 
class. That's an honor none can gainsay. Besides, the Rath- 
skeller is only a stein's throw away, and from my office win- 
dow I can descry the home from whence that benefactor of 
mankind. Dr. Munyon, points us upward. If ever a fellow 
had a chance to become a product of his environments, that's 
me. When not answering the telephone, or reading Black- 
stone, I have been taking short excursions into the courts 
which surround the Temple. I can draw a libel in divorce, 
both A. V. M. and M. et Th. I have figured in almost every 
phase of that interesting diversion, except, perhaps, as co- 
respondent. Those fortunate mortals of the class who have 
left the State of Single Cussedness, I would remind that ex- 
cessive hot air is a sufficient ground for divorce in Pennsyl- 
vania. Take warning, W. B. Fort, Esq., and never cross the 
Delaware River. 

Then, too, it's a very interesting ordeal, trying to serve a 
notice on a " Bug-house " in the violent ward, and read it 
to him, while eight burly keepers hold his coat-tails to keep 
him from making a home run at you. It reminds one of 
Freshmen days, that is, the " Cause and Effect " do. Your 
conscience feels like Launcelot Gobbo's. 

Why need I dwell further on the incidental perils attending 
levymg on horses, collecting rents, serving statements, etc.? 
When the asphalt won't support the mosquitoes, I hie me to 
Cape May, and there by the seashore, many wonderful things 
have happened. 

One day, *' Mirabile Dictu," I saw Sam Dodd in a bathing 
suit at the water's edge. I can furnish a sworn affidavit to 
any doubting Thomases; whether he actually went into the 
water, I cannot say, but I did see him on the brink of the 
briny deep. On that aforesaid afternoon, five waterspouts 
visited Cape May, and the Mayor and Corporation adjourned 
to Dodd's cottage and asked him never to repeat his per- 
formance again, and I conjecture, from the scarcity of water- 
spouts in that vicinity ever since, that Sam has obeyed their 
wishes. Dr. Pete Pumyea can vouch for the facts, for he was 
visiting him at the time. The waterspout episode was in the 
papers, but the cause of it all — ^the innocent Samuel — was 
suppressed. 

Despairing of ever standing myself in loco parentis, I have 
deemed it a duty to send as many boys to swell Jack 



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White's coffers as I could, and have helped pilot several 
youths through the wanderings of yEneas and over the Pons 
Asinorum, and so on down to Chamber Street. Modesty for- 
bids my recounting any conquests achieved, any honors at- 
tained, any victories won. They are still Incorporeal Here- 
ditaments to me. I did remember some of the Hckings re- 
ceived in Clio Hall at the hands of those insatiable Mug 
Hunters, Messrs. Hope and Fort, and have won some moot 
trials in the Law Academy, and by dint of hard boot-licking 
managed to be elected an officer of that aforesaid association 
for two years running. I am President of a Real Estate 
Company, and figure in one or two other " Straw Matters." 
Several libels perpetrated in the Saturday Evening Post I am 
estopped from disclaiming, but they were not written with 
criminal intent, and I hope you will pardon me, Frank, and 
don't take the trouble to hunt them up. 

Naughty One is not well represented here, and it is hard 
to see a classmate; that's the most regrettable feature of the 
Quaker City. Pete Bruyere has reared for himself a '' Monu- 
mentum csre perennins " in the new Bailey Building, which 
he erected on Chestnut Street. 

Pete took a Scranton Correspondence course in Dago and 
Polack, and can cuss in more languages at one time than 
any man living. The way he made those Romans top brick 
was an insult to the immortal memory of Caius Julius. Sam 
lams probably won't tell how he licked three horse-doctors 
from U. of Pa., who attempted to take off his hat, while the 
band played " The Red and Blue." 

To your all-fired personal questions about the Holy Ties, I 
can say a decided Nay, and even though leap-year is occasion- 
ally observed in the City of Brotherly Love, I am still unasked. 
*' The Mistress of the Law is a very jealous one, she admits 
of no rivals." — Cro. Jac. H., Tit. 4, C. L 

I am studying in the offices of MacLean, McClintock, and 
Beitler, at 812 Penn Square Building, 1416 South Penn Square. 
How long I shall be there I do not know. My home address 
is always Clayton, N. J. Our office is right opposite Broad 
Street Station, and there are a fire-escape, an elevator, and a 
stairway for any of our class. 

The shades of Eldon and Coke are already doing a D. T. 
jig over my head, and warn me that the examinations are 
coming, so that I must again to the Law. 

File my Bill in Equity in some musty alcove of the class 
Record, where the Bucolic Effusions of Adams, the Erotics 
of Griswold, and ' the Oriental Odes of Gardner will never 
disturb its legal repose. And let a perpetual injunction prevent 



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its ever being disturbed by any Sci. Fa. of Sam Jones, or 
meddling rule to open judgment of Bill Howell. 

And your petitioner will ever pray, etc. 

Stanley Williamson. 

Philadelphia, Pa., May 31, 1904. 

^:^ <:> 

HARRY TPIOMAS WILLIS 

430 ,West 1 1 8th Street, New York City, 

May 31, 1904. 

Dear Classmates: It is with a great deal of pleasure that 
I avail myself of this opportunity, offered by our resourceful 
Secretary, to give an account of myself since graduation. 

Immediately after graduating from America's foremost 
university, and with the sons of the first families of America's 
aristocracy, I started for Big Timber, Mont., with the Prince- 
ton geological expedition. The party was in charge of Dr. 
Marcus Farr, and Mr. Douglas, a fellow in geology, who was 
to act as assistant and guide to the expedition. The ornaments 
were C. H. Dugro ex 1901, " Kid " Bright, Rex Wills, Jimmy 
Spear 1902, Scudder 1903, and yours truly 1901. 

We spent two months and a half on the banks of Fish 
Creek, camping forty-five miles from the town of Big Timber, 
and during that time we collected a great many fine specimens 
of leaf impressions from the rocks, one complete skeleton of 
a fossil mososaur, thirty-five feet long (like a lizard), two 
fossil dinosauri, and parts of others, all belonging to the cre- 
taceous period. We did not have much work to do, however, 
and the expedition was largely a pleasure trip. Each man 
owned a saddle horse, which he rode most of the time. I say 
*' most of the time," because the horses had to be consulted 
about that, and they were not always willing. We managed 
to get along very well, however, considering that most of the 
horses were not used to the company of man, and that the 
local horse-dealers very kindly allowed us to buy their unde- 
sirable stock at a very high price. Several members of the 
party parted company with their horses before reaching camp, 
and among them was Dr. Farr. In the course of time the 
horsemanship improved, and to make a long story short, we 
spent a very delightful summer, riding, hunting, and fishing. 
One who has never been West can hardly appreciate the 
fascination and attractiveness of it, with its great mountain 
ranges and vast stretches of rolling plains. 

We started for Yellowstone Park the middle of August, on 
horseback, a wagon following with the camp outfit, and so we 



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traveled through the park and back to Big Timber, spending 
about four weeks on the trip. The Yellowstone was really 
the treat of the season, and it was all we had expected of it. 
Traveling as we did on horseback and camping wherever night 
overtook us, we had an opportunity to see the most interesting 
parts of the park, and in the very best manner. 

We always traveled with a large Princeton flag on the 
wagon, which gained many friends for us, and they were not 
all men either. 

The expedition returned East during the early part of Sep- 
tember, but I remained in Montana in order to visit some 
mines in the mountains, and also to get some antelope-shoot- 
ing in the " flat " country. I remained about three weeks after 
the party, traveled to some very interesting places in the 
mountains, went off about fifty miles into the " flat " country 
by myself, where I succeeded in shooting three fine antelope, 
and brought back the heads. 

In October of 1901 I entered Columbia School of Mines, 
Columbia University, New York City, where I have spent three 
years, studying to be a mining engineer. I have now passed 
my final exams., and will receive the degree E. M. on June 8th. 

I had not been at Columbia many months before I woke 
up to the fact that I was not taking a course in Granny Hunt's 
English. They simply throw the work at you in bunches, until 
you wonder if the length of a day has not been changed from 
twenty-four to forty-eight hours. One of the professors here 
said that a working day contained twenty-four hours. 

During my first year at Columbia I had but one week of 
vacation, as I was obliged to spend all summer at "Camp 
Columbia," where I learned to do all kinds of surveying and 
map-drawing. We were in a very nice part of Connecticut, 
and camped all the time, so, if it had not been for the work, 
we could have had a very fine time. 

During the summer of 1903 I spent six weeks at Aspen, 
Colo., with the Summer School of Mining from Columbia, 
and while there we worked in all departments of the mines 
and concentration mills. We visited the smelting works of 
Pueblo, Colorado City, and Denver, in order to study the 
various smelting operations. Later on we made a detailed geo- 
logical survey of the country around Golden. 

About the ist of August, in company with E. C Luther, 
I visited the mines of Cripple Creek, the San Juan country. 
Salt Lake and Park cities, and Butte, Mont., for the purpose 
of studying the different systems used in mining, handling, and 
reducing the ores. 

Luther came East the ist of September, while I remained 
in Montana, secured a guide, and went into the Big Snowy 



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Mountains, which lie just north of the park, for some big- 
g-ame hunting. I stayed there about three weeks, had a de- 
lightful trip, and was fortunate enough to shoot two fine bull 
elk and two black bears. 

Fortunately there was a heavy snowstorm in the mountains 
as I was starting, which drove the game down from the heights, 
and made easy tracking. The snow lay on the sides of the 
mountains two feet deep, and this made traveling slow and 
difficult. We had made our packs as light as possible in order 
to save time : no tents, only blankets, a few cooking utensils, and 
the minimum of food. Even then one of our horses gave out 
and had to be left behind, so that we traveled on with only two 
pack animals and one saddle horse between us. We got along 
very well, however, and found that a big pine tree, with low 
hanging branches, made an excellent tent. 

We had plenty of fresh elk steaks and trout all the time, so 
that we lived well. I can thoroughly recommend the country 
around '' Hell-Roaring Creek " to any of you who want a fine 
trip, where there is lots of exercise, but an abundance of game 
of all kinds and more trout than you know what to do with. 

Now that I have finished at Columbia and am about to enter 
the " wide, wide " world, I cannot say where I shall locate ; a 
mining engineer is very apt to go to nearly every place in 
the world, but I can always be reached by addressing me at 
Champaign, 111. 

I am neither married nor engaged, and am still without 
prospects. 

While at Columbia I had the honor of being for two years 
President of the '' Senior Mining Society," an organization 
composed of a limited number of senior mining students, and 
modeled after the Monday Night Club. 

E. C. Luther 1902 was secretary last year, Williams 1901 
was a member, and Wallower 1903, has been elected for next 
year, so you see that Princeton has been well represented. 

I have also had the honor of being recently elected a member 
of the American Institute of Mining Engineers. 

In traveling over different parts of this country I have often 
met Princeton men, and they have always shown the true 
Princeton spirit, of which we are all so proud. The spirit of 
loyalty of one Princeton man to another seems stronger than 
that between most fraternity brothers, and they are always 
ready to do anything in their power for a stranger Prince- 
tonian. Because of this I have come to appreciate more than 
I had expected to do, the advantages of being a '' Princeton 
man.'' It has made me guard more jealously the traditions 
and teachings of my Alma Mater, and the spirit of loyalty and 
interest, which we all feel toward one another is, I think, the 



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best product of our college days, and one of the things we 
will cherish longest through life. 

For Princeton and the class of 1901, 

Your classmate, 

Harry T. Willis. 

SAMUEL GRAHAM WILSON, JR. 

Graham's permanent address is 4360 Washington Avenue, 
St. Louis, Mo. When last he reported to me he was a traveling 
salesman for the Carleton Dry Goods Co. of St. Louis. But 
I have not heard from him for two years at least. 1 wrote 
him a personal appeal in July, but apparently he never winced. 

-^> o 

EDWIN BIRD WILSON 

My Dear Janeway: The day I left Princeton with my 
diploma in my trunk and a lead lump in my heart, all the 
fellows leaving on the train I took were going East for the 
tie-game in New York, and behold I, only I, was left on the 
platform at the Junction to board the train for the West. 
Weighed down by an overpowering loneliness, as the New 
York train, loaded with men of the glorious class, pulled out 
from the station, I lifted my hat, and saw through my tears 
a dozen hats lifted in a return salute, while a dozen faces 
looked solemn and sympathetic. Of this number I remember 
seeing between the drops of brine which hampered my sight, 
" Pow-wow " Swofford and " Water " Fort. 

One week later I had left my quiet, country-town home, and 
was hustling for the Gasettte, in the bustling city of Pittsburg. 
My diploma, I knew, counted nil in the estimation of a great 
daily newspaper's management, so the sheepskin was buried 
temporarily, and I endeavored to forget that I was an " A. B." 
First, I was put to work on " general assignments," and the 
managing editor told me that I could expect only a nominal sal- 
ary, as I was unfamiliar with the territory and unacquainted 
with people of the city, and hence of little or no value to the paper, 
1 thought I had assumed a sufficiently humble attitude, but that 
estimate of my importance by the managing editor made me 
bite the very dust and ashes of humility. And the ** nominal 
salary " was another heavy blow. I had expected to work at 
'* space rates," and had rolled under my mind's tongue such 
sweet delicacies as '' one to two columns a day — " $4 to $8," 
etc. 

Dear Classmates, I trust none of you had to commence your 
career on a " nominal salary." Never again shall I accept such a 
stipend, unless the only other alternative is "no salary." Before 



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I could ask anything more, I knew it was up to me to make 
good. This I resolved to do. My nerve, developed to a degree 
in college days by interviewing the Hon. Grover Cleveland, 
Trainer Jim Robinson, and other notables for the New York 
Whirl, helped me somewhat. In the first few months my 
experiences included an investigation of the opium dens of 
Pittsburg; interviews with John Redmond, the Irish leader in 
Commons; James Jaw Corbett, the Irish slugger; J. Flan- 
nery, the Irish undertaker (this one was stormy and nearly 
resulted in my being a subject for the undertaker, which I 
will tell you about some other time) ; interviews with bishops, 
D. D.'s, detectives, politicians. Salvation Army leaders, saints 
and sinners — mostly the latter — in short, the kind of experi- 
ences that the city reporter is continually meeting with. After 
threading through the maze of " general assignments," I was 
given a regular route — church news — the only vacancy on my 
paper. I was then able to pay for my board, which was ob- 
tained in Pittsburg's Brooklyn — Allegheny City. About this 
time ** Pit " Pitcairn " discovered " me, and welcomed me to 
the hospitable burgh of Wilkinsburg, the better part of Pitts- 
burg. Until " Pit " married and went to live where Will Penh 
tied his canoe the time he rowed up the Susquehanna — Cherry- 
tree, Indiana County, Pennsylvania — he was an important part 
of Wilkinsburg. Now he's the whole of Cherrytree. 

After six months of enlightening but grievous newspaper 
work, I accepted a position as news manager for the Bell Co., 
a local firm organized to furnish private reports to the con- 
struction trades. It was while with this firm that I contracted 
typhoid fever (everybody who comes to Pittsburg gets typhoid 
at least once), and I managed to get shipped home in time 
to give my people a hard job of nursing. It was five months 
before I was able to return to work. In the meanwhile the 
firm that had employed me was merged with the F. W. Dodge 
Co., of New York and Boston, and I, being absent at the time 
the combination was effected, was overlooked in the calcula- 
tions of the new company. But I applied to the President, 
Mr. F. W. Dodge, and was given employment as a reporter. 
I continued in the Dodge Company's employ until October, 
1903, when I became advertising manager of the Real Estate 
Trust Co. of Pittsburg. As soon as I get a raise in salary 
I shall insist on being called Manager of the Publicity Depart- 
ment. It sounds more comprehensive. " Eber " Rose calls 
me a '* bill poster," but Eber is jealous, for is not he engaged 
in the menial work of superintending part of the U. S. vS. 
Corporation's furnaces? And you know what ''U.S. Steel" 
is : almost as bad as " Crucible." Well, my present work 
is to make known to the world the advantages of banking 



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with the Real Estate Trust Co., and to proclaim by newspaper, 
letter, pamphlet, and signboard that this is the leading real 
estate agency of Anywhere. For my company I am investi- 
gating the circulation claims of the local newspapers, to de- 
termine their value for advertising purposes. After searching 
out the circulation of these sheets, I propose to attack the 
Nassau Lit. and Princeton Tiger. I shall postpone all investi- 
gation of the Alumni until I have '' paid up." 

Quite frequently I see some member of 1901's Pittsburg 
colony. Frank Irish and Wick Lyne are salesmen for the Real 
Estate Trust Co., and I frequently see them. " Rub " Sutton 
turns up once in a while at Goettman's (corresponds to Ren- 
wick's) to take a hasty lunch on time grudgingly pilfered 
from wrestlings with Alaskan Boundary questions, Chicago 
Traction cases, and other weighty matters he and Mr. D. T. 
Watson, the famous attorney, are always "just discussing." By 
the way, did vou know " Rub " is slated for Secretary of State 
in Mr. Watson's Cabinet? "Bob" and "Bill" Petty have 
their shingles out in the Bakewell Law Building, and don't 
act " stuck up " about it. " Jimmy " Wardrop has a seat on 
'Change, and consequently cannot stop long at a time to dis- 
cuss trifles, but he bobs up every now and again. " Shep " 
Shepley runs over to Pittsburg occasionally, leaving Blairsville 
and drugstore behind, but bringing his Van Dyke beard with 
him. 

" Eber " Rose tears himself away from his Braddock " en- 
gagements " on very special occasions, and is seen by his 
friends. He now weighs 180, and is still growing. I see 
John Eraser every so often. Eraser is now ornamenting the 
Allegheny County Bar. Lou Thomas, married and beaming 
with happiness, is living in Wilkinsburg. " Oom Paul " Bro- 
kaw is rooming in the same burgh, and works at " The West- 
inghouse." 

Thus we keep the Princeton spirit pulsating by frequent 
contacts with Princeton men of 1901. Banzai! and Long Live 
Naughty-One ! 

Always one of the Naughtv-Ones, 

"E. B." Wilson. 

Permanent address : 805 Holland Avenue, Wilkinsburg, Pa. 

THOMAS NOEL WRENN 

Queen's Hotel, Toronto, September 5, 1904. 
Dear Frank: I have just received that touching " Poster" 
of yours, and am prepared to capitulate. I only hope that 
the rest of the fellows will have, or, rather, have had, as 



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hard a time to turn this letter out as I expect to have. It 
seems to me these literary efforts are almost too much for 
some of us. 

Shortly after the great last day, I took a position as chemist 
in the employ of a certain firm on Pearl Street, New York, 
but the job was anything but agreeable, and after I had washed 
dishes and mixed dyes for six months, I threw it over. Just 
at that time Tommy Thompson was engaged in encyclopedia 
work in Newark, N. J. On learning that I was loafing. Tommy 
sent me word to " come out and write byographies." The 
result was that he and I worked together for four or five 
months on the worst encyclopedia that ever was published. 
The truth is, I don't know whether it ever was published. 
Whether or no, you may be sure we did not worry ourselves 
on that head, but made the best of a bad job, and had a good 
time on the side. 

From Forest Hill I shifted to the American Agricultural 
Chemical Co., as assistant purchasing agent, 26 Broadway, 
New York. I remained with them fourteen months, and be- 
came well acquainted with every one of the ten stenographers 
employed. I don't know whether I disgraced myself or not, 
but I am sure no one wept when I packed up and cleared 
out for Ohio, there to assume the " responsibilities " of selling 
agent for the Wrenn Paper Co., Middletown, " on the banks 
of Miami." Since then I have been having things pretty 
much to my liking; fortunately, I am on the road most of the 
time, and have an opportunity of seeing the country, and of 
seeing the fellows, too. Only last week I met " Doc " Rice in 
Detroit; it was the first time we had met since college closed. 
He took charge of me, and kept me out of trouble, for which 
I am duly thankful. Doc is the same old boy he always was. 
He and I consoled one another over missing the Third Annual, 
but I guess we are not the only ones who regretted not being 
able to join you. 

I notice that your list of Derelicts includes the names of 
Dean Tilford, Dutch Lemcke, and Harry Lay. I met Dean 
in St. Louis in June ; he was on a two months' leave of absence 
from his station. Fort Sam Houston, San Antonio, Tex. He 
was with Ic Boyd when I ran across him, and the three of 
us spent an hour or so in the cafe together. Afterwards Dean, 
who, as you know, is First Lieutenant U. S. Cavalry, took 
me out to the Fair, where he showed me the Philippines ex- 
hibit, and introduced me to some of the officers in charge. 
Dean had just returned from the Islands, and was very enthu- 
siastic over our great acquisition. I asked him if he was 
going to write to you, and he said he would try. I am sure 
if you could get word from him he could ttirn out an inter- 



232 Letters from the Class 

esting letter. Harry Lay, so he told me, had passed through 
St. Louis shortly before our arrival. I don't know exactly 
what Harry is doing, but I believe he is booming a diplomatic 
job in Washington. From St. Louis I went to Kansas City, 
where I saw Nathan Hendricks and R. P. Swofford, but did 
not manage to find Gordon Beaham. I dare say Swof has 
written you a typical honeymoon letter, and I am anxious to 
get hold of that Record soon, so as to see it. 

Shortly after my trip to Kansas City I got down to San 
Antonio, where I spent a few days and looked up Dean's 
record. There are about fifteen Princetonians there, and the 
very morning I arrived I discovered Franz Gross '98. Franz 
piloted me at once into the arms of Bennett '00, and Cresson 
'95. I did not know any of these fellows in college, and hardly 
expected to do more than have a chat with them, but what 
should they do but start right in to show me the whole town,, 
drive me through the park, feed me, and put themselves out 
generally to give me a good time. I am afraid that, till then, 
I had not fully appreciated the heirloom bequeathed to every 
Princetonian, and I want to say (with all due regard for the 
spirit of the boys in the East) that the further away I have 
gone from the old town the stronger the sentiment appears 
to be for our college. 

As I have been saying to myself for the last five minutes, 
this letter is getting desperately long, and while there is a 
good deal more that I would like to say, I guess I won't 
inflict any more on you. 

I expect to be East in October if all goes well, and will 
tell you then just how it is that Mark Hanna Hawkins still 
continues to show his teeth at that stump of a cigar — and 
some other things about Ben Akin of Cincinnati fame. 

Yours truly, 

Thos. N. Wrenn. 

EMERY J. WILSON 

142 West Concord Street, Boston, Mass. 

My Dear Janeway: At last your sweet and gentle per- 
suasion moves me. It is truly flattering to be so urged. 

This standard 8x10^ sheet is the nearest I can come to a 
typewriter, so kindly take me as I am. 

Briefly, my career since graduation has been as follows : 

June to September, 1901 — Vacation at home. 

September, 1901, to June, 1902 — Instructor in graphics and 
descriptive geometry at Princeton, assisted very creditably by 
Professor F. N. Willson. 



Letters from the Class 233 

June-July, 1902 — Went on fishing excursion to Georgian 
Bay, Canada. 

July to October, 1902 — Vacation at home. 

October, 1902, to June, 1903 — Junior in Massachusetts In- 
stitute of Technology. 

June to July, 1903 — Worked for Telephone Exchange at my 
home in Bellefontaine, Ohio. Dishonorably discharged be- 
cause I refused to dig post-holes in hard-packed gravel in 
the middle of July. 

July to October, 1903 — More vacation. 

October, 1903, to June, 1904 — Senior at M. I. T. Graduated 
from Mechanical Engineering Course with B. S. degree. 

June 15, 1904 — My engagement to Miss Mary Edna Myers 
of Decatur, Ind., was announced. 

At present am doing time at Bowker, Torrey & Co.'s Marble 
Works in this city. My future plans are to stay with them 
even if I have to dig post-holes in solid concrete in the middle 
of H— 1 ! 

My permanent address is Bellefontaine, Ohio. My present 
address is as given above. 

There you are. Sit down and read these answers. " Please. 
For my sake ! For your Classmates' sake! For Princeton's 
sake! PLEASE! ! !" 

Sincerely, 

Emery J. Wilson. 

June 2y, 1904. 

HERBERT RICHARDSON WOODEN 

Hampstead, Md., May 16, 1904. 

Dear Janus : Your request for a Triennial letter from me 
has been followed by a reminder, and fearing that next will 
come something more pointed, I shall brace up, cross the Yalu, 
and " butt right in." 

Agriculture, that most prosaic of all time-honored occupa- 
tions, engages my attention; I need not tell you, then, that I 
am leading one form of the " quiet life." 

My permanent address is as above, my time is taken up 
with managing the farm end of a dairy business located in 
Baltimore. I am engaged in farming, and to nobody; am 
wedded to my work, and have enough of it to keep me out 
of trouble. Have done no post-graduate work, and this is 
the first time I have written for publication. No honors, po- 
litical or otherwise, have been thrust upon me, nor have I 
been called upon to fill any position of profit or trust. Hence, 
I may say that the future is bright, because of the many op- 



234 Letters from the Class 

portunities it offers to the Fates to be kind to me without 
danger of monotonous repetition. 

Wishing you success in your work, and awaiting the pleas- 
ure of hearing from the men of 'oi through the Record, I am, 

Very sincerely yours, 

Herbert R. Wooden. 

JOHN YATES 

Lisbon, N. Y., May 25, 1904. 

Classmates : If Frank Janeway would only wait until we 
had accomplished something worthy to be recorded in print, 
we would respond more kindly to his request to write a letter 
for publication ; at least I know that this is my case. I received 
word two months ago to write a letter, and since then I have 
been racking my brain to find something to do, but as he 
has just called time on me by a postal, I give up. 

I have become so accustomed to taking examinations that 
I know of no other way to write this letter ; so here goes. The 
fall after leaving college in 1901 I started right in to study 
theology at the R. P. Seminary in Allegheny, Pa., and for 
the last three years I have been hard at it, only taking enough 
time out to attend Princeton banquets, or any other Princeton 
gathering that happened to be within reach. I have therefore 
obtained that for which I set out, the degree of Bachelor of 
Divinity. 

On May ist, my seminary work ended, and the real work 
commenced, so that for a while I will have no fixed abode, 
but will be preaching the Gospel somewhere in the United 
States between the two oceans. Letters will always reach 
me if addressed to Walton, N. Y., however. The place from 
which I am writing is a small country town, where I will 
be for just one week, and with the exception of preaching one 
sermon, I will be at all other times trying to be lazy. 

My future plans are not developed enough to put on paper. 
Your classmate, 

John Yates. 

FRANK LEROY YOUNG 

1041 Lutrell Avenue, Knoxville, Tenn., is his permanent 
address. Last year he lived at 129 Lexington Avenue, New 
York, while attending the Bellevue Medical School (third-year 
class). He was two years at Johns Hopkins, studying medi- 
cine, before coming to New York. He has, with one excep- 
tion, treated all my communications with complete indifference. 



Letters from the Class 235 



WELLINGTON GEORGE YOUNG 

" Brigham " was for a year a student in the College of 
Physicians and Surgeons in New York. Letters sent to his 
home address, 92 McDonough Street, Brooklyn, have been 
returned, with the comment, ** address unknown." Circular 
No. 5 was forwarded from this address to the " General De- 
livery," St. Louis, Mo., whence it was returned to the Secre- 
tary on September 8. 

GEORGE WILLIAM YUENGLING 

New York, June 24, 1904. 

Dear Frank: Your talk at the class meeting touched my 
heart, but to-day's postal certainly did the business, and I will 
try to tell you of the last three years of my life. 

After the arduous duties of coHege life I took a few months' 
vacation before starting in to work. September found me 
working hard as office boy and general factotum in a real 
estate office in this city, where my duties ranged from " wash- 
ing out ink-wells " to trying to sell property. 

I did not like the business, so at the end of five months I 
quit, and after an unavoidable vacation of short duration I 
began in the surety business, and am still there — only in a 
different company from the one I started with. I am now 
with the Title Guaranty & Trust Company of Scranton, Pa., 
in their New York Office, No. 277 Broadway, and I live at 
No. 41 West 90th Street. 

Otherwise my life has been uneventful, and I am neither 
married nor engaged. 

Very sincerely yours, 

George ,W. Yuengling. 



ADDENDUM 

The following men whose names were on the class roll have, 
for one reason or another, been dropped : 

W. E. Faithorn, who left college at Christmas freshman 
year, and went to Yale ; John Van Lear Findlay, Jr., who, 
after being with us through all the four years, has since shown 
even less interest in his classmates than when in college. In 
going astray from our flock his route led through Cam- 
bridge, Mass.; C. D. Jones ("Cully"), of whom I have 
never had the slightest trace; Harry Miller ("Crabs"), 
whom " Aaron " Burr reported two years ago to be working 
in Columbus, Ohio, but he never replied to a communication, 
and some addressed to him came back undelivered ; Philip S. 
Rice, who is reported by Tommy Sturdevant to be in Wilkes- 
Barre, and still interested in the affairs of his class, but he 
has never showed enough interest to fill out a circular blank; 
C. C. Tennant, who was studying medicine (?) at the Uni- 
versity of Virginia; Paul E. Wilkes, about whom I know 
nothing; J. N. Steele, Jr., who replied to my communica- 
tions for a while, giving his address as 15 Lexington Avenue, 
New York; Roger S. Mitchell, who has never answered a 
communication, but was at the Triennial Reunion; W. W. 
McAdams, who transferred his college allegiance to Wash- 
ington and Jefferson; and W. H. Swift, Jr., who did the 
same to Amherst, where he distinguished himself as quarter- 
back of the eleven, and was graduated in 1902. 



IRecrologi^ 



tTbe statements wbicb accompany? tbe pbotodrapbs are tboae 

wbicb appeareD in tbe Blumni IWleeftlfi on tbe 

occasion ot tbe Oeatbs of tbese men 



3ame6 *Worman flDcXeob 

2)ieD Aai? I, 1898 

Cbarles Ibarolb UHlileon 

2)ie& jflBag 16, 1899 

lebwarb 3franftHn povoel 

2)ieb 5une 22, 1899 



artbur Milllam Ibarrie 

mct> ^ai2 3, 1902 

Arthur William Harris 'oi, died of typhoid fever at the 
home of his parents, 22 West Twelfth Street, New York City, 
on May 3 (1902). He was in business in New York, and 
had returned from a trip in the West just before his fatal 
illness. He was buried in Trenton, N. J., on May 6th. Mr. 
Harris was twenty-two years old, and an only son. 

It was our pleasure and privilege to be associated with him 
for four years, during which time his manly qualities made 
him the friend of us all, and we keenly feel his loss, and mourn 
with his parents in their deep bereavement. We desire to give 
expression in this way to the sorrow we feel over the death of 
our friend, and to extend to his family our sympathy in their 
grief. 

J. W. Jameson, 
F. J. Hall, 
W. E. Hope, 
J. L. Rogers, 

For the Class of 1901. 



3obn 1Ral6ton piereon 

2)ie& ©ctobcr 13, 1902 

John Ralston Pierson, of Elizabeth, N. J., died in that city 
on October 13th, aged twenty-four years. He had been feeling 
unwell for about two months, when he was taken with typhoid 
fever. The disease developed into the malignant stage, and, 
complications having set in, he died just a week after the 
fever attacked him. The funeral was held on October 15th, 
from his home. While in college Pierson was a member of the 
-classday committee, and after graduation he was with Spencer 
Stout & Co., Wholesale Grocers, New York, till June, 1902, 
when he entered the office of Post & Flagg, Brokers, New York, 
with whom he remained till his fatal illness. It is with feelings 
of great sorrow that we, in behalf of the class of 1901, record 
this sudden death of our classmate. It was our privilege to 
Jiave him among us for the four years of college, in which 
time, by his attractive personality and admirable traits of 
character, he made himself the friend of us all. Feeling deeply 
his loss, we give expression to the sympathy we feel for those 
whose sorrow must be the most grievous, his bereaved family, 
and bowing with them in reverent submission to God's will, 
we mourn with them at this time of sorrow, testifying also to 
the high esteem with which we regarded our deceased friend. 

R. H. Rice, 

E. Y. Clausen, 
W. R. Gelston, 

F. L. Janeway. 



Milltam Xincoln Brecftenri59e 

mct> 5unc 23, 1903 

William Lincoln Breckenridge 'oi, died in Troy, N. Y., on 
June 23, 1903. He had been ill for nearly six months at 
Mobile, Ala., where, since his graduation from college, he had 
been a professor in the University Military School. He had 
so far recovered that it was deemed safe to take him to the 
Adirondacks for the summer. It was on this journey that he 
had the relapse in Troy which proved fatal. His wife and 
son survive him. 

The Class of 1901 desires to express the deep sense of 
bereavement which it feels in this death of one of the most 
promising of its number. We, the members of this class, early 
recognized in William L. Breckenridge a man of true char- 
acter as well as one of exceptional ability. He maintained 
throughout his course a position in scholarship in the very 
front rank of his class. Besides the admiration which he won 
from us, he endeared himself to us all by the manliness of his 
life in the four years he spent with us. We desire hereby 
to record our appreciation of him, and our love for him as a 
friend. We send to his bereaved family our heartfelt sym- 
pathy in their affliction, and the assurance that we would do 
all that is within our power to lift from their hearts the 
weight of sorrow. To this end we do resolve that a copy 
of this statement be sent to them. 

J. W. Jameson, 
W. E. Hope, 
Howell N. White, 

E. J. Wilson, 

F. L. Janeway, 

For the Class of 1901. 



3obn Xefo? Brovoer 

5)lcD jpcbruarg 6, 1904 

John Le Foy Brower died in Cedar Falls, Iowa, of typhoid 
fever. Since graduation he had been in the employ of the 
Illinois Central Railroad, in the Construction Department. 
While building a " cut-off " in a swampy district near Padu- 
cah, Ky., he contracted malaria, and to this the physicians 
attribute his inability to withstand the attack of typhoid. 
Brower was twenty-six years old on February 5th. He was 
buried at Rome, Ga., his birthplace. 

The Class of 1901 desire to record their deep sorrow at 
the death of their classmate, John Le Foy Brower. 

He was loved by us all ; for he was thoroughly manly, fear- 
less in his independence, and the truest sort of friend. Those 
of us who were in trouble experienced his deep sympathy and 
loyalty. He was unstinting in unselfishness, regardless of 
himself when he could help others. We mourn his loss, 
both for the qualities which we knew, and for the rich promise 
he gave of a useful life. His exceptional executive ability and 
his perseverance were of a nature to assure him success. 

To his family and friends the class extend sincerest sym- 
pathy in their bereavement. 

Alfred D. Childs, 

DeWiTT V. HUTCHINGS, 

Halsted Little, 
Raymond D. Little, 
Clarence D. Kerr, 
For the Class of 1901. 



MARRIAGES 

AITKEN and Ethel Ralston, June 3, 1902, at Chicago. 

AKIN and Mary Bruce Prouty, June 27, 1901, at Des Moines, Iowa. 

ALLEN, G.H.V., and Cecile M. Child, June 30, 1903, at Weybridge, 

Vt. 
ARMSTRONG and Helen Hamilton Field, October 20, 1903, at Phila- 
delphia. 
BATES and Blanche Ethel Hepenstal, September 30, 1903, at Yon- 

kers, N. Y. 
BLACK and Marion Caroline Clausen, October 9, 1902, at Port 

Chester, N. Y. 
BOYD and Louie Ray Brown, October 2'], 1903, at Kirkwood, Mo. 
BOYNTON and Ethel Beatrice Reggie, January 14, 1903, at Grove- 
town, Ga. 
BRALY and Henrietta Janss, April 2, 1903, at Los Angeles, Cal. 
BURKE and Marion Munroe Turner, June 17, 1903, at Brooklyn,. 

New York City. 
BUSHNELL and May Richman Weatherby, June 24, 1902, at Woods- 
town, N. J. 

CAREW and Louise Martin, 31, 1902, at . 

COOLBAUGH and Jane Keator Newkirk, September i, 1903, at Cort- 
land, N. Y. 
CORNELL and Lilian Adele Hughes, September 12, 1903, at Tren- 
ton, N. J. 
CRAWFORD, E. L., and Edna Phelps Gregory, November 18, 1901,. 

in New York. 
CRAWFORD, J. R., and Clarissa Connell, July 22, 1903, at Erie, Pa. 
DICKINSON, G. H., and Helen Elizabeth Weeks, September 24, 

1903, at Binghamton, N. Y. 
DIETZ and Emma Moyer Young, November 2, 1901, at Limeport, Pa. 
FENTRESS and Paulina Stearns Lyon, January 14, 1903, at Chicago. 
FORT and Emita Ryan, January 25, 1904, at East Orange, N.J. 
GARDNER and Ethel Fentress, September i, 1902, at Chicago. 
GARTNER and Mamie Helen Coon, July 24, 1902, at New York. 
GILLETTE and Louisa Sprigg Read, May 29, 1900, at Oakland, Md. 
GRAY and Delia B. Wilson, June 16, 1904, at Neshanic, N.J. 

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246 Marriages 

GRANGER and Helen Glenn Corre, November 7, 1900, at Cincinnati. 

HARDING and Sadie Jopling, July 7, 1904, at Kingston, Pa. 

HEADLEY and Ethel Bosch Whitman, November 25, 1903, at East 
Orange, N.J. 

HOOD and Ethel Gilpin Painter, November 5, 1903, at Baltimore. 

HUYLER and Jemima Thrall, January 7, 1903, at New York. 

HYDE and Ella Frances Medary, December 30, 1903, at La Crosse, 
Wis. 

IMBRIE, J., and Marie McCrea Pritchett, April 15, 1903, at Phila- 
delphia. 

KATZENBACH and Mary Whittredge, November 7, 1903, at Summit, 
N.J. 

LAWTON and Maud Miller, October 12, 1903, at St. Louis. 

LEAKE and Mabel L. Mitchell, June 18, 1903, at New York. 

MACKENZIE and Elizabeth Janney, June 7, 1904, at New York City. 

MATTHEWS, H. J., and Louisa Rood Freeman, June 14, 1901, at 
Hartford, Conn. 

MATTHEWS, L. I., and Agnes Arthur Ethel Crawford, May i, 
1902, at Fox Chase, Philadelphia. 

MacCONNELL and Rosalind Wood, December 3, 1901, at Pittsburg. 

McLEAN and Cecil Boardman, November 17, 1902, at New York. 

MERRICK and Laura Miller, January 18, 1904, at Wilmington, Del. 

MILLER, A. M., and Sara H. Groff, November 3, 1903, at Phila- 
delphia. 

NICHOLS and May Roberts Phelan, November 20, 1903, at New 
York. 

OLDS and Gertrude Ethel Morris, April 23, 1902, at Fort Wayne, Ind. 

PARSONS and Ruth Ball Rider, December 10, 1903, at Clayville, N. Y. 

PASFIELD and Elizabeth Houston, November 27, 1901, at . 

PATTERSON and Jennie L. Lyon, June 5, 1889, at New York. 

PHELAN and Mary E. Muchmore, September 15, 1903, at Summit, 
N.J. 

PITCAIRN and Sarah Alice Keller, November 10, 1903, at Pittsburg. 

PLUM and Blanche Devereaux, April 12, 1904, at Arlington, Mass. 

POINDEXTER and Willie Lee Corsey, June 5, 1901, at Clarksville, 
Tenn. 

RIPLEY and Marion Boyd Doremus, June 19, 1903, at Newark, N.J. 

ROSS and Helen Everett Halsey, April 15, 1903, at Orange, N.J. 

SCHENCK and Bertha Llewellan Ward, December 23, 1901, at At- 
lantic Highlands, N. J. 



Marriages 247 



SCHWARZ and Mary Louise Wilson, April 14, 1902, at Baltimore, 

Md. 
SHEPLEY and Alice Lilian Weaver, June i, 1903, at Minerva, Ohio. 
SMITH, H. A., and Helen Dominick, June 21, 1902, at Galilee, NJ. 
SMITH, W. S., and Maud Knowlton, September 24, 1902, at West 

Upton, Mass. 
STAUFFEN and Jessie Perry, June i, 1904, at Jersey City, N. J. 
SWOFFORD and Jewel Dorothea Wood, April 18, 1904, at Kansas 

City, Mo. 
TERHUNE and Margaret C. Forshay, June 25, 1902, at Ridgewood, 

N.J. 
THOMAS. L. A., Jr., and Grace Marie Elliot, June 11, 1903, at 

Wilkinsburg, Pa. 

THOMAS, R. C, and Eleni George Dilopoulo, August, 1901, at . 

THOMPSON, R. S., and Mary Baker, February 28, 1902, at New 

York. 
WALLACE and Grace Ridge Quimby, April 30, 1903, at New York. 
WATRES and Dorothy Jackson, September 13, 1904, at Englewood, 

N.J. 

WELLINGTON and Helen Gordon Wiley, April 15, 1903, at Cum- 
berland, Md. 

WHITING and Agnes Campbell Kempster, September 3, 1902, at 
Stamford, Conn. 

WHITMORE and Bertha Mae Daggett, June 26, 1902, at New York. 



HARPER and Val Sevier, October 12, 1904, at Dilworth, N. C. 
ROSE and Ida Marie Sandles, October 12, 1904, at Braddock, Pa. 
ROBBINS, C. R., and Georgiana Sexton McCord, October 19, 1904, 

at Brooklyn, N. Y. 
MILLER, H., and Clara Hazeltyne Fay, November 2, 1904, at Boston. 



THE SECOND GENERATION 

JOHN WILLIAM AITKEN, 2d, born May 28, 1904. 
ANNE LIVINGSTON AKIN, born June 9, 1903. 
BEATRICE BLACK, born December i, 1903. 
MARTHA ALLEN BOYNTON, born April 21, 1904. 
WILLIAM BOYNTON BRECKENRIDGE, born May 4, 1902. 
MARY DEXTER CRAWFORD, born July 12, 1904. Daughter of 

Everett L. and Edna Crawford. 
THOMAS LYON FENTRESS, born February 8, 1904. 
HELEN MARGARET GARTNER, born March 24, 1904. 
HELEN HAMILTON LIEPER GILLETTE, born January 25, 1901. 
MARY CHRISTINE GILLETTE, born October 17, 1902. 
LOIS DOUGLAS GILLETTE, born January 21, 1904. 
FRANK DeKLY'N HUYLER, Jr., born January 11, 1904. 
JAMES IMBRIE, Jr., born January 6, 1904. 
WILLIAM EMERY KATZENBACH, born August 30, 1904- 
AUSTIN LEAKE, 3D, born May 20, 1904. 

LOUIS lUNGERICH MATTHEWS, Jr., born October 4, i903- 
JAMES MUNROE McLEAN, born November 7, 1903. 
GRANDIN WARD SCHENCK, born February 11, 1903. 
HELEN DOMINICK SMITH, born March 16, 1903. Daughter of 

H. Alexander and Helen Dominick Smith. 
MAUD KNOWLTON SMITH, born June 22, 1903. Daughter of 

W. Schuyler and Maud Knowlton Smith. 
GEORGE LOUIS WELLINGTON, born May 8, 1904. 
ROBERT RUDD WHITING, Jr., born May 21, 1903. 
FRANCIS WHITING, born June 29, 1904- 



RUTH LYON PATTERSON, born May 4, 1893 ; EDWARD STU- 
ART PATTERSON, born July 29, 1895; ROGER WILLIAMS 
PATTERSON, born August 23, 1900. Children of Charles Ed- 
ward and Jennie Lyon Patterson. 



ELROY WHITMAN HEADLEY, born November 6, 1904. 



249 



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ySvcvctt Xafte (rrawtor^, 3r» 

JBorn flopember 2l» X902, DieD 5uls 25, 1904 

Cbarles Koung Diets 
JBorn ^anuare XI, 1904. 2)feD ^arcb 7, 1904 

(Tbarlea Ibenri? Ubompson 
JSorn flovembec 2, 1902. S)ie2> Vlopembec 4, 1902 



FINANCIAL 

REPORT OF THE CLASS TREASURER 

F. L. Janeway, Treasurer, in account with the Class of 1901 of 
Princeton University. 

Dr. 

Balance on hand, June 20, 1902 $511 .63 

To sales of First Annual Record 158.50 

To loan for First Annual Reunion 16.98 

To draft from P. S. Adamson..> 17,00 

To draft from B. D. Johnson 24.25 

To rebate from F. L. Janeway i .00 

To sale of postage stamps .21 

To interest on deposit. First National Bank of 

Princeton 23.32 



$752.89 



Cr. 

By printing and mailing First Annual Record $226.94 

By printing and postage 123.85 

By stationery 23.41 

By void checks 2.00 

By telegrams ,83 

By payments ordered by Adamson 6.00 

By payments ordered by B. D. Johnson. : 24.00 

By clerical help 3.00 

By purchase of " 1901 " banner 7.00 

By expenditures for Second Annual Reunion, June, 

1903 4-84 

By picture of New York Reunion, January, 1904 .75 

By "Sundries" i.oo 

By balance on hand, September 14, 1904, First Na- 
tional Bank of Princeton 328.02 

Cash 1 .25 



THE MEMORIAL FUND 



$752.89 



I Nassau Street, 
New York, September 29, 1904. 
My Dear Classmates: In accordance with your Secretary's re- 
quest for a word about the Memorial Fund, I repeat here part of a 
letter that I am about to mail to each man in the class, and which 
you will probably receive before you do this book. 

The Executive Committee of the class, recently appointed, approved, 
in a general way. the plan since entered into jointly by all of the 
ten classes, 1892 to 1901, to build a dormitory at Princeton, with their 

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252 Financial 

combined memorial funds; and it appointed Walter E. Hope 1901's 
representative on the Alumni Dormitory Committee, which is com- 
posed of a member of each of the ten classes interested. 

Your Executive Committee further decided that, inasmuch as it 
was to be held responsible for the disposition of our memorial fund, 
it should also be intrusted with the collection of it. This plan met 
with the thorough approval of the original Memorial Committee. 

The Alumni Dormitory Committee has been organized, and the pre- 
liminary plans are well under way, briefly, as follows : 

The dormitory is to be a distinguished part, as to location and 
architecture, of the trustees' general plan for the development of the 
campus, of which the recently constructed dormitories and gymnasium 
are a beginning. 

That the dormitory is the gift, not merely of men graduated in 
the years 1892 to 1901 inclusive, but of the ten individual classes of 
which 1901 is one, will be made prominent by some architectural 
device (such as ten separate entries, or appropriate tablets, etc. ; details 
to be decided later). 

It is distinctly understood that in all particulars the plan will be 
subject to the unanimous approval of the Alumni Dormitory Com- 
mittee, on which we are so well represented. 

The cost of the building is not to exceed $125,000, to be shared 
equally by the ten classes. The trustees have very generously agreed 
to a plan by which they will advance sufficient of this money to 
build the dormitory as soon as practicable, and at the same time allow 
each class its regular ten years from graduation in which to collect 
its share of the money. But the plan makes it a distinct and obvious 
advantage to any class to anticipate its payment of all or part of its 
share by as much time as possible. 

Let no one think that the 1901 Memorial Fund in any degree loses 
its identity in this combination, nor that the class, on account of 
being the last of the ten, in any particular, as to credit for the gift, 
or in any other way, is going to be put to disadvantage. It is simply 
a working out of the accepted principle that in cornbination are in- 
creased efficiency and power, and we believe that this is the way we 
can make our gift count most for Princeton. 

Our share is $12,500. 

At the time of writing this, the condition of 1901's fund is such that 
it is not talked about in polite society. For these three years since 
our graduation the money has come in at the rate of $12,500 in sev- 
enty-two years. I trust that by the time this book is in your hands, 
your replies to my letters will make the fund look exactly like $12,500 
in ten years or better. 

Remember, it is a matter of the honor or dishonor of 1901 among 
all Princeton men. 

Yours truly, 

John L. Rogers, 

Treasurer. 



THE TRIENNIAL REUNION 

The advance agents had been in town for a few days car- 
rying out the instructions of the all-wise committee, and its 
work-eating and tireless chairman, so that when the wandering 
children of the class began to blow in on Friday afternoon 
they found a more or less decorated house, and a festive tent 
on the grounds of 15 Dickinson Street, awaiting their occu- 
pation. The renowned ability of Whitman and Whiting had 
been impressed into service by Mr. Hope, and the productions 
of their art adorned the walls of the tent, and were undoubt- 
edly one of the greatest and most unique features of our 
Reunion. Some of these decorations are reproduced in this 
book through the kindness of the artists. 

The crowd was continually coming in in ever-increasing 
numbers. Great were the greetings of the returning. J. 
Donald Morrow and J. McWilliams fell upon each other's 
necks most profusely, while in the evening. Tight Mattis took 
a most Western delight in shaking hands with each and all, 
and then butting them in the stomach with his head before 
the victims could escape. 

Saturday morning brought the Band — Ringgold's of Read- 
ing, Pa., '' imported from the interior at great expense," ac- 
cording to Laurie Benson, and Skinny Hall once more felt 
that life was worth while. No sooner had it arrived than it 
was walking up University Place, behind Skinny and his co- 
terie, warming up for the more strenuous duties of the after- 
noon. The rest of the class were getting their uniforms from 
the patient Rogers, while the sign-painters and their artistic 
overseers were printing the placards for the afternoon parade 
to the game. Most of these had been carefully done already 
by Dicky Richards, and they were '' birds," without a doubt, 
the best thing in the line that Princeton had ever seen. You 
can read them for yourself in the picture. 

At one-thirty the P-rade started, and the crowd gaped 
in admiration as we rounded the corner of Nassau Street 
and University Place, and made our way to the front 
campus, with banners flying, and placards flaunted aloft, 
while the Band played Saylor's '01 Triennial March. Up 
to the Steps we came, and there we posed for the photo- 
graph which accompanies this story. When this was done 
we adjourned to our '' bull pen " (the name somebody gave 

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254 The Triennial Reunion 

to our sexagonal benches on the front campus), and here 
Sips gave the correct exhibition of how a band should be 
conducted, the band all the while playing his own march. 
This done, and the applause subsided, on to the Field. Here 
the stunts began. At the gate each married man received a 
baby go-cart. Those who had little ones at home had rag- 
baby darlings in their carts. Here, according to appointment, 
President Roosevelt, of the Rough Riders, met us. He was 
mounted on one of the prancing black Arab stallions which he 
recently received from the Shah of Persia. It was to be ex- 
pected that the President, who has such strong views on race- 
suicide, would count it an honor to participate in the P-rade 
of a class which holds the Matrimonial Record among the 
classes as far back as history tells. So with the President in 
our ranks, and the trusty Buck Euwer at his right, as chief of 
the Secret Service, this picture of Brooklyn on a Sunday 
morning moved off towards the grand stand. Here the Presi- 
dent reviewed the conscript fathers. It was a fine scene. The 
prancing steed, jet black, and with its orange harness and 
flowing mane shining resplendent in the bright June sunlight, 
like unto the President's teeth ; the proud parents, or the pros- 
pective ones, filing by the great man to receive a cordial hand- 
shake if there was a baby in the carriage, or a cold rebuff 
peradventure the carriage were empty ; the clever and brilliant 
signs proclaiming the tributes of Royalty to 1901, which 
formed a background for the procession; the suddenly chang- 
ing score of marriages, births, and engagements; the attrac- 
tively uniformed class in khaki and ducks — this and more 
brought forth from the gay grand stand prolonged and en- 
thusiastic applause. 

The game itself was not very interesting — after the sixth. 
Up to that time the score was one to nothing, with the Elis 
leading, they having scored in the second on a well-played 
earned run. But in the sixth somebody, apparently " Old 
Nassau,'' cut the anchor ropes of the New Haven twirler, 
and the Tigers scampered around the corners seven times. 
In the eighth, with a new artist on the rubber, the Tigers got 
scampering some more, and this made the final score 10 to i, 
for Yale was shut out in the ninth. Then after a period of 
festivity on the diamond, the Reunion, true to its motto, " fol- 
lowed the band" back to 15 Dickinson Street. 

Here 107 of the class sat down to the class supper. Old 
Dr. Jameson, with his x years of experience, presided with cus- 
tomary grace and dignity. After the 107 had gotten on the 
outside of most everything on the tables, the Doctor called the 
assembly to order with a few well-chosen remarks. Then 



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Anthony Hope was introduced, and spoke for the Reunion 
Committee, emphasizing the need of money. (This in itself 
shows that he will be a splendid class secretary.) Jim 
Jameson explained the nev/ organization of the class — the Ex- 
ecutive Committee — and then introduced John Rogers, the new 




MfiSCJSHe. 



treasurer of the Memorial Fund. The gist of what John said 
will be found elsewhere in this book over his signature. After 
John had said his say, the Class Secretary was turned on by 
the presiding Doctor. He said sundry things bearing on the 
doings of the class and its members. He reassured the class 
that the somewhat mythical Triennial Record would see the 



256 The Triennial Reunion 

light of day as soon as some 175 of the class would send in 
their letters. He concluded by announcing to the meeting 
that he was forced to resign his position as Secretary of the 
class because of the pressure of his professional duties, and 
thanked the class for their support of him in his efforts to 
perform the duties of his office. He nominated as his suc- 
cessor Walter Ewing Hope. Upon motion the resignation 
was accepted with regret. Also Mr. Hope was unani- 
mously elected Secretary of the class, the present Secretary 
to continue in office till October ist. Mr. Hope accepted the 
election, with the understanding that if after consideration of 
the matter he found that he could not afford the time which 
the position requires, he would be permitted to decline the 
office. On motion it was decided that in the event of such 
action of Mr. Hope, the Executive Committee should take 
charge of the arrangements for electing a Class Secretary. 
The class then gave a hearty vote of thanks to Anthony Hope 
and his committee for their splendid work in arranging for 
and in conducting this Reunion. And then we gathered around 
the piano and sang the ode to Howard Saylor's accompani- 
ment, and a final cheer for Princeton ended the meeting. 

The front campus was growing impatient for our arrival, 
so soon the Ringgolders were leading the way thither. After 
the Seniors were done with the steps, we took them, and broke 
forth into sweet harmonies as of yore, under the leadership of 
Bol. Badgley. We must confess that we are getting old, 
and that our showing was none too good. But the people 
on the campus worried us by crowding right up to our benches, 
despite Laurie Benson's frequent announcements to them that 
their name was Buttinsky. So we ambulated back to the 
copious canopy on the Spence estate, and sought solace and 
refreshment in various ways, both with ourselves and those 
whom the neat invitations furnished by Wib. Black had brought 
to our company. 

After more or less of a rest on Sunday the class was in 
fine fettle Monday. The Ringgolders were early on the front 
campus, alternating with the Annapolis Band in rapid suc- 
cession. At the same time the rest of the class basked in 
the sunlight or in the shade, according as the one position 
or the other gave the better view of the plentiful peach crop 
which had been imported for Commencement. It was en- 
couraging to note that even the married men had not entirely 
lost their interest in feminine beauty outside their own imme- 
diate families. Scores of humorous incidents occurred as we 
loafed on the campus. Schaff was severely shocked when a 
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The Triennial Reunion 257 

a copy, but Ray Swain explained to him that the Tiger 
had improved wonderfully in the last three years. Cap 
scorned the explanation. Also Morrow (J. D.) and the ex- 
alderman of Odell attempted to steal the dummy cannon in 
the middle of one of the miniature cannon seats on the front 
campus. They failed, and Rodm.an again sneered out : " Rut- 
gers Students." But the prize happening of all was the mob 
of staid alumni of three years' standing, married and single, 
who, led by Dicky Richards, followed one of the peaches of 
the day, if perchance she might come to a standstill in 
a sunbeam. Far be it from the writer to speak more in 
detail, to disclose their purpose, or even their names, but 
the incident may remind us that it may be well, on our next 
Reunion, to have a committee of our wives on hand to help 
their husbands to withstand the wiles of such as Richards and 
Whiting. 

The afternoon saw us gathered on the banks of Brokaw 
Field to witness Duncan's gathering of ball-tossers cross bats 
with a similar bunch from '99. Here we step aside and let 
Duncan tell the story. 

Meriden, N. H., July 22, 1904. 

Dear Frank : This morning I sawed eight gords of wood, 
but it gave me a splitting headache. Something tells me — I 
think it's the doctor— that Fll have to give up the woodpile 
for at least two months. Fm very tired, but your last bomb 
which dropped in this quiet hamlet demanded an immediate 
answer, so here goes. 

All of the boys know about my business, financial standing, 
and matrimonial shortcomings, but perhaps news of the base- 
ball game between '99 and 1901 may not yet have reached 
some, who unfortunately were unable to attend the greatest 
Reunion Princeton ever saw. 

The greatest ball game ever held in a roped arena was 
played between '99 and 1901 at Brokaw Field, on Monday, 
June 13th. Thither, at the appointed hour, went the big class, 
dressed in our neat and natty Reunion costumes, and accom- 
panied by the brass band, baby-pushers, tin horns, and " pack- 
ages," which can't be purchased at a country grocery. The 
field looked like the happy hunting ground — do you get that? 
There was a great crowd there, too — President Jameson, whose 
false tips on examinations have lost time and money for lots 
of us ; Senator Brady, who came up from Washington on his 
motor water wagon, but returned by rail, and Pancoast, with 
sideboards. Dressed in a fifty-two inch snowflake suit was 
J. Imbrie, with his special Wall Street wire; and Shrimp 
Warner, who has continued with Pearson's Magazine his lu- 



Q.^S The Triennial Reunion 

crative " paper " business. There were lawyers, " bone-set~ 
ters," business men, in fact, most everybody who has done 
anything, including " Time." I almost forgot — '99 and the 
sacred bird were also there — for a little while. The game : 

First Inning. — Suter walked the straight and narrow path 
on four wide ones, and roosted on the second perch, when 
Harrison sacrificed to first. McGibbon scratched a Navy Yard 
floater over first, which was lost in the eel grass, and Suter 
scored. McGibbon was out by a city block, trying to steal 
third, and Chatfield hoisted to left. One run. 

Clausen splashed to Suter, and was flagged. McGibbon 
made a wonderful stop of Hamilton's sizzling slant, and ferried 
the batter out. Robbins line-flied to first. No runs. 

Second Inning. — Ayres reached the first turn of the roads 
on a hot shot to right, which clipped down a bale of clover 
en route. Blunder lined a mean one to Janeway, but the 
agile minister plucked it as he would a soul from the burning, 
and doubled up Ayres by a beautiful throw. Stout was at- 
tended by Dr. Hamilton, unassisted. No runs. 

Chattering Chat, after scooping Black's peat-scorcher, threw 
low to first. Janeway forced Black at second. Homans hefted 
the hickory, and blazed the trail to left with a clean single. 
Williamson fouled to third, and Duncan " wheezed " thrice, 
filling the bases — with disappointment. No runs. 

Third Inning. — For one bag then swung the stingful stick 
of Coffin, but he was nailed up at second by Robbins' fine 
toss. Lamb hit safely to right — Duncan's good stab for the 
ball yielded but a bunch of daisies. Suter was again passed 
to first. Harrison bumped the next offering past the rangers 
of the outer zone, and stopped at third, with bellows to mend. 
Clausen made a brilliant catch of McGibbon's short fly to left, 
and burned Harrison at the stake when he tried to score on 
the play. Two runs. 

Question's high fly was taken on the wing by Coffin, and 
Clausen died the same way. Hamilton was awarded first prize 
for Freshman bat and base-stealing honors. It served him 
well, for he cut first base by ten feet, and stole down to the 
half-way house on a short single, while the umpire was watch- 
ing the ball. Black perished at the initial sack. No runs. 

Fourth Inning. — Williamson's salary whip was all shot to 
pieces, so Clausen took his place on the firing line in the 
slaughter pen. Willy to short. Chatfield had a free ride to 
first, but on Ayres' welt to Duncan, Chatfield and the lumbering 
Bruin were both bagged. Homans yanked down a sky-scraper 
from Blunder's ash. No runs. 

Janeway sailed one to right which Coffin juggled for forty- 




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The Triennial Reunion 259 

five seconds, but finally stabbed through a loose stitch with his 
forefinger. He could catch pop flies quicker with an apron. 
Homans out on strikes. Duncan high-flied to the infield — 
the council of war appointed Harrison receiver by virtue of his 
field glasses and sunny disposition. No runs. 

Fifth Inning. — In this turn at the bat, each side retired in 
order. Please take notice, Menister Janeway, that here is the 
only place in this Epistle, where " order " is mentioned. The 
umpire, a '94 man, was here set upon by classmates as they 
would kill him, and the pulsating roar with which the flame- 
€yed, hard-hearted monsters demanded the instant death of 
the groggy " arbitrator " almost split the blue dome. He was 
finally rescued, and persuaded to continue under police pro- 
tection. Score : 3 to o. 

Sixth Inning. — Suter soaked one to third, but Black trun- 
dled the trouble-breeder to first in time. Duncan took care 
of Harrison's bounder, and McGibbon's pop-up splashed in 
Qausen's glove. No runs. 

Robbins' drive was too hot for Suter. Black threatened to 
break up the game by fouling seven new balls into the woods, 
but finally singled to left. The self-sacrificing Janeway died 
at first, but the runners both advanced a peg. Homans' long 
fly to Stout scored Robbins, and Black tallied on Willie's 
safe crack. Duncan almost got a hit — but his pipe went out, 
and so did he — McGibbon to Blunder. Two runs. 

Seventh Inning. — Chatfield hit safely. Ayres' foul behind 
the counting block was well plucked by Robbins. Blunder 
advanced Chatfield to third on a screecher to center, and things 
looked bad, but Stout's line crash was beautifully taken by 
lengthy Sam, who doubled Blunder at first. No runs. 

Question out a la " Casey at the Bat." Clausen delivered 
unto the leather bulb an awful swat for a bag. Hamilton picked 
up his wallop wand and knocked out a two-pillow punch, on 
which Clausen joined the Joy Circle with the tying tally. 
Black advanced Sam to third by his infield out. Let the 
Heavens clap their hands and be glad, for on Janeway's cork- 
ing crack, Sam crossed the Rosy Rubber with the winning 
run and a smile that won't come off. 

One run spelled victory for '01 and defeat for '99. The 
scene which followed defies description. Baby-buggies, rag- 
dolls, and high-hats were thrown in the air — dignified judges, 
" doctors, thirty years' experience," and business kings pranced 
and sang. Finally, a P-rade was formed, and our victory 
modestly announced at the Cannon Exercises by the leather- 
lunged rooters. Nobody knows what happened to '99, but 
when last seen the sacred bird was perched on a dead tree 



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near '' Kag Holler," meditatively smoking a stogie, and say- 
ing not a word. 

Note. — The above story was found in the possession of a 
classmate who was aimlessly drawing " blanks " at the differ- 
ent Reunion lotteries, and loudly proclaiming that the " score 
card needed fixing before it could be printed." He was smok- 
ing a long, yellow pipe which smelled strongly of horse-hide, 
rubber, and '' worsted." 

The batting order follows: 



OI 








99 










Clausen . . . . s.s. 


Suter 2 B 


Hamilton 






iB. 


Harrison 








P 


Robbins 






C. 


McGibbon 








s.s. 


Black . 






3B. 


Chatfield 








3B 


Janeway 
Homans 






C. F. 


Ayers . 








C. 






L. F. 


(?) Blunder 








iB. 


Williamson . 






P. 


(?) Stout 


, 






L. F. 


Duncan 






2B. 


Coffin . 








R. F. 


* Question (?) 






R. F. 


(?) Lamb 








C. F 



Runs — The players. Two base hits — Dr. Hamilton (Adv.) 
Three base hits — What's the use? Sac. Hit — Duncan, with 
none on base. Stolen base — Hamilton (in a walk). Struck 
out — Several. Passed balls — There's a backstop. Hit by 
pitched ball — The Umpire, twice. Wild throws — The rooters. 
Umpire — ex-Captain Steinwender and others. Attendance — 
1901 : Sixty-eight married men and a boy selling lemonade. 
Time — Thirty days on the rock-heap. 



'99 
'01 



123450 
100200 
000002 



0—3 
2—4 



Yours candidly, 

A. V. Duncan. 

* This player was " Rev." McClanahan. 



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This account of the game bears with it its own credentials. 
It is only fair to state that there are other accounts, though 
this is the only one in writing. The other stories differ among 
themselves — a strong argument against their credibility. One 
maintains that the score was 7 to 2 in favor of '99, but no 
member of '01 who was not present at the game will ever 
be persuaded to believe so improbable a statement. Another 
account maintains that the score was 20 to 7 in favor of 1901, 
but we resign with characteristic courtesy all claim to such a 
score so humiliating to our friends of the Brotherhood of the 
Bird. So making full allowance for the possibility of some 
inaccuracy of statement, and recognizing that the account was 
written by a man, who, though an eye-witness, was neverthe- 
less in the midst of the fray, all the members and supporters 
of 1 901 will accept the account as substantially correct. After 
all, what difference do a few runs on this side or that make 
between friends? 

Monday night the Reunion officially broke up. Most of the 
married men were homesick, or worried about their wives left 
alone with irascible cooks, subject to departure without notice, 
and they set out for home, which, of course, left a big hole 
in our ranks. But the rest of us remained, and had a fine 
time, in a quiet way, attending the various activities of Com- 
mencement. A few tried to " crab " in to the dance, but it 
taxed even the most proficient to the limit ($5). But there 
was no trouble about the Alumni Luncheon, and true to 
** Lifty's " motto, '' Something for nothing," the class was 
well represented. On ^Wednesday, the Commencement was 
brought to an appropriate close, when Crane and Gelston 
ascended the steps of Alexander Hall, and received their Mas- 
ter's degrees. And then, as the place began to get sorrowful 
and the Seniors' eyes were getting red, we all departed for 
our homes, after a most joyful time together, for which we 
can't thank Walter Hope and his faithful committee too much. 



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Among those present were: 



Adams 


Frazer, J. G. 


Aitken 


Fried 


Allen, G. H. V. 




Armstrong 


Gansworth 




Gelston 


Babson 


Grace 


Badgley 


Griswold 


Baker 




Belden 


Hall 


Bartholomew 


Hamilton 


Baldwin 


Headley 


Benson 


Homans 


Berghaus 


Homer 


Bernhard 


Hope 


Besore 


Howell 


Black 


Hudson, C. S. 


Blake 


Huey 


Bowlby 


Huyler 


Boynton 




Brady 


Imbrie, J. 


Brewer 




Bruyere 
Bushnell 


Jameson 
Janeway 




Jones, S.T. D. 


Carter 


Jones, P. 


Casebolt 


Judd 


Casselberry 




Chandler 


Katzenbach 


Childs 


Kerr, C. D. 


Clausen 


Kinne 


Coates 




Conrow, W. S. 


Lane, C. S. 


Cooke, G. J. 


Leake 


Cornell 


Linen 


Crane 


Little, H. 


Crawford, E. L. 


Little, R. D. 




Lydecker 


Dechant 


Lyon, H. E. 


Dickinson, L. M. 




Dodd, R. C. 


Matthews, L. I 


Dodd, S. W. 


Mattis 


Duncan 


Meinken 




Merrick 


Elliott 


Messiter 


Elkins 


Miller, F. D. 


Euwer 


Miller, H. 




Monks 


Fentress 


Mitchell, R. S. 


Fisher 


Morrow, J. D. 


Fort 


Morrow, P. K. 


Forney 


Mount 


Frazer, H. F. S. 


McLean 



McLanahan 
McWilliams 

Nichols 

Pancoast 

Patterson 

Phelan 

Piatt 

Pumyea 

Reeve 

Richards 

Riebe 

Ripley 

Robbins, C. R. 

Rogers 

Russell 

Saylor 

Schaff 

Seymour 

Shepley 

Smith, H. A. 

Smith, W. S. 

Sturdevant 

Sutton 

Swain 

Taylor, J. B., Jr. 
Terhune 
Thompson, T. L. 

Vance 
Voorhees 

Wallace 

Walton 

Wardrop 

Warner 

Watres 

Weil 

Wellington 

West 

White 

Whiting 

Whitman 

Williams 

Williamson 

Willis 

Wooden 

Young, F. L. 
YuengUng. 



GEOGRAPHICAL DISTRIBUTION 



According to information received up to 
October J, 1904 



CALIFORNIA i 

Los Angeles, Braly 

CONNECTICUT 3 

Noroton, Elliott 
Torrington, Judd 
Wilson, Gray 

DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA 5 
Washington, Baldwin, Brady, 
Elkins, Kelly, Lay 

GEORGIA 2 

Atlanta, Boynton, Harper 

IDAHO I 

Wallace, Batting 

ILLINOIS 9 

Champaign, Mattis 

Chicago, Cook, Donaldson, 

Fentress, Goodwin, Hunter, 

Richards, Rice 
Odell, McWilliams 

INDIANA 4 

Evansville, Lemcke 
Fort Wayne, Olds 
Indianapolis, Hawkins 
Marion, Kehr 

KANSAS I 

Fort Leavenworth, Coyle 



KENTUCKY 

Louisville, Hudson, 
Mitchell, P. 

LOUISIANA 

Plaquemine, Gay 

MAINE 

Chesuncook 
R. C. 



P. 



2 
C, 



P. 0., Thomas, 



MARYLAND 8 

Baltimore, Hood, Matthews, 

H. J., M c L a n a h a n, 

Schwarz (?) 



Cumberland, Wellington 
Hagerstown, Lane, A. M, 
Hampstead, Wooden 
Rockville, Brewer 

MASSACHUSETTS 6 

Boston, Johnson, B. D., Mil- 
ler, H., Wilson, E. J. 
Brockton, Bates 
Jamaica Plains, Schaff 
Medford, Bissell 

MICHIGAN 3 

Ann Arbor, Schureman 
Detroit, Harvey, C. F., Har- 
vey, J. G (?) 

MINNESOTA i 

St. Paul, McCurdy 

MISSOURI 9 

Bonne Terre, Parsons 
Kansas City, Beaham, Hen- 

drix, Swofford 
Kirkwood, Boyd 
St. Louis, Brokaw, L. R., 

Gamble, Lawton, Wilson, 

S. G 

NEW HAMPSHIRE i 

Franklin, Plum 

NEW JERSEY 44 

Blairstown, Allen, W. E. (?) 

Camden, Pancoast 

Clayton, Williamson 

Englewood, Childs, Hutchings, 
Imbrie, J., Kerr 

Irvington, Headley 

Jersey City, Glassmeyer, Lane, 
C. S. 

Montclair, Badgley, Howell 

Morristown, Little, H. 

Newark, Blake, Casebolt, 
Crane, Dodd, S. W., Fra- 
zer, S., Jones, P., Miller, 
A. M., Reeve (?), Ripley, 
Ross, Swain 



263 



264 



Geographical Distribution 



The Oranges, Babson, Chan- 
dler, Fort, Lyon, H. E., 
Morrow, J. D., Morrow, P. 
K., Root, Schenck, Walton 

Peterson, Kinne 

Princeton, Hudson. C. S., von 
Krug, White, Whiting 

Rahway, Bernhard 

Roselle, Blauvelt 

Summit, Katzenbach 

Trenton, Cornell, Merrick, 
Terhune 

NEW YORK 83 

Albany, Carstensen 
Auburn, Gardner 
Buffalo, Bartholomew, Hiner 
Elmira, Eastman 
Ithnca, Lyon, C. A, 
Lazvrence, Baker 
Nezv Rochelle, Patterson 
New York City: Borough of 
Manhattan, Adams, Aitken, 
Bachenheimer, Bamman, 
Bartlett, Benson, Bruyere, 
Carter, Coale, Conrow, M. 
W., Curran, Dana, Dickin- 
son, L M., Dodd, R. C, 
Dwight, Forney, Gartner, 
Glasgow (?), Grace, Gris- 
wold, Romans, Huyler, 
Jameson, Janeway, Leake, 
Little, R. D., Marr, Mc- 
Lean, Meinken, Meyers 
(?), Monks, Mount, 
Nichols, Park, Phelan, Pog- 
genburg, Pumyea, Riebe, 
Rogers, Smith, H. A., 
Smith, W. S., Steen, 
Taylor, Thompson, R. S., 
Thompson, T. L., Vance, 
Voorhees, Vredenburg (?), 
Wallace, Warner, Weil, 
Whitman, Whitmore (?), 
Young, F. L. Yuengling. 
Borough of Brooklyn, Burke, 
Conrow, W. S., Duncan, 
Gelston, Gulick, Hope, 
Messiter, Pearson, Robbins, 
C R. 
Orangeburg, Lydecker 
Ossining, Johnson, R. 
Oyster Bay, Russell 
Pelham Manor, Black 
Princess Bay, Jones, S. T. D. 
Rye, Crawford, E. L. 
Schenectady, Bergland 



Syracuse, Belden 
Tarrytown, Batt 
Troy, Marvin 
Walton, Yates (?) 

OHIO 8 

Cincinnati, Akin, Carew, 

Granger 
Columbus, Burr 
Middletown, Wrenn 
Springfield, Fried 
Toledo, Swigart 
Youngstozvn, Euwer 

OREGON 2 

Portland, Mackie, Larabie 

PENNSYLVANIA 58 

Altoona, Bowlby, Imbrie, M. 

Belief onte, McClure (?) 

Bethlehem, Dietz 

Blairsville, Shepley 

Braddock, Rose 

Carlisle, Gansworth 

Centralia, Williams 

Du Bois, Mellinger 

Easton, Coolbaugh 

Germantown, Homer, Sey- 
mour 

Grant, Pitcairn 

Harrisburg, Berghaus, Hall 

Kingston, Edwards, Harding 

Mercersburg, Omwake 

Norristown, Dechant 

Pittsburg, Casselberry, Cow- 
drey, Frazer, J. G., Irish, 
Lyne, MacConnell, Peebles, 
Petty, R. B., Petty, W. F., 
Porter, Sutton 

Philadelphia, Armstrong, Be- 
sore, Bushnell, Coates, 
Cooke, Drake, Glenn, Ham- 
ilton, Huey, lams, Mat- 
thews, L. I., Mackenzie, 
Piatt, Saylor, West 

Scranton, Linen, Watres 

Sewickley, Wardrop 

Somerset, Gillette 

Troy, Mitchell, B. B. (?) 

Tunkhannock, Miller, F. D. 

Tyrone, Fisher 

Wilkes-Barre, Derr, Lee, 
Sturdevant 

Wilkinsburg, Wilson, E, B,, 
Thomas, L. A., Brokaw, P. 



Geographical Distribution 



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PORTO RICO I 

San Juan, Shafer, 

RHODE ISLAND i 

Providence, Stauffen 

TENNESSEE 3 

Marysville, Elmore 
Nashville, Poindexter 
Union City, Miles 

TEXAS I 

Fort Clark, Tilford 

VERMONT I 

Fair Haven, Allen, G. H. V. 

VIRGINIA I 

Newport News, Taylor, J. 
Burns 

WEST VIRGINIA 3 

Beckley, Erben 
Hambleton, Brown 
Vivian, Clausen 

WISCONSIN 1 

La Crosse, Hyde 



FOREIGN LANDS 

BERMUDA I 

Somerset, Wentworth 

FRANCE I 

Paris, Adamson 

GREAT BRITAIN 2 

London, Crawford, J. R., Rob- 
bins, J. H. 

MEXICO I 

Creston, Willis 

SWITZERLAND i 

Basle, Vondermuhll 

SYRIA I 

Beirut, Maier 

LOCATION UNKNOWN 8 

Hanlin, Hatfield, Mason, Mc- 
Afee, McKaig, Pasfield, 
Reichner, Young, W. G. 





SUMMARY 






BUSINESS 




MANUFACTURING AND COMMERCIAL: 


Adams 


Elkins 


Merrick 


Akin 


Euwer 


Messiter 


Aitken 


Fentress 


Miller, H. 


Allen, W. E. (?) 


Fisher 


Monks 


Allen, G. H. V. 


Fried 


Morrow, P. K. 


Bachenheimer 


Gartner 


Nichols 


Badgley 


Gay 


Park 


Bates 


Gillette 


Parsons 


Beaham 


Granger 


Patterson 


Black 


Hall 


Phelan (?) 


Blake 


Harper 


Pitcairn 


Boyd 


Harvey 


Piatt 


Boynton 


Hendrix 


Plum 


Brewer 


Hiner 


Rice 


Brokaw, P. 


Huyler 


Riebe 


Burr 


Hyde 


Ripley 


Bushnell 


Imbrie, M. 


Robbins, C. R. 


Carew 


Jones, R 


Rose 


Carstensen 


rudd 


Schaff 


Childs 


'. JCatzenbach 


Shaffer 


Clausen 


Kehr 


Shepley 


Coates 


Kinne 


Stauffen 


Conrow, W. S. 


Lane, A. M. ( ?) 


Swain 


Cook 


Larabie 


Swofford 


Coolbaugh 


Lee 


Taylor, J. B. 


Cornell 


Lemcke 


Thomas 


Crane 


Little, H. 


Wallace 


Dechant 


Matthews, H. J. 


Wilson, E. J. 


Dodd, R. C. 


Matthews, L. I. 


Wooden 


Drake 


Mellinger 


Wrenn 




BANKING AND BROKERAGE, 


ETC.: 


Benson 


Irish 


Smith, W. S. 


Burke 


Lane, C. S. 


Thomas, L. A. 


Cooke 


Linen 


Vance 


Cowdrey 


Lyne 


Vondermuhll 


Crawford, E. L. 


Mattis 


Vredenburgh 


Curran 


Meyers (?) 


Walton 


Dickinson, L. M. 


McWilliams 


Wardrop 


Gelston 


Poindexter 


Weil 


Homans 


Rogers 


Wellington 


Homer 


Schwarz ( ?) 


Wilson, E. B. 


Huey 


Seymour 


Yuengling 


Imbrie, J. 







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268 



Summary 





INSURANCE : 




Bissell 
Derr 

Goodwin 


Johnson, R. 
Lawton 
Mitchell, B. B. 


McLean 
Robbins, J. H. 
(?) Schenck 




ENGINEERING AND CONSTRUCTION: 


Armstrong 

Braly 

Bruyere 

Casselberry 

Erben 

Forney 

Gamble 


Hood 
Leake 

MacConnell 
McAfee 
Olds 
Poggenburg 

ARCHITECTS : 


Porter 

Ross 

Saylor 

Taylor, J. Burns 

Williams 

Willis 




Marr 


Sturdevant 




JOURNALISM AND PUBLISHING: 


Berghaus 
Little, R, D. 
McCurdy 
Morrow, J. D. 


Richards 
Root 
Thompson, R. S. 


Warner 
Whiting 
Whitman 



PROFESSIONAL 



law: 



Babson 


Frazer, S. 


Miles 


Bamman 


Frazer, J. G. 


Mitchell, P. 


Bartholomew 


Glenn 


McLanahan 


Batting 


Headley 


Pancoast 


Belden 


Hawkins 


Petty, R. B. 


Bernhard 


Hope 


Petty, W. F. 


Brady 


Howell 


Smith, H. A. 


Brokaw 


Jones, S. T. D. 


Sutton 


Carter 


Kerr 


Swigart 


Casebolt 


Ly decker 


Thompson, T. 


Edwards 


Lyon, H. E. 


Watres 


Fort 


Marvin 

TEACHING : 


Williamson 


Dietz 


Hudson, C. S. 


Omwake 


Elmore 


Mackie 


Russell 


Gansworth 


Maier 


Terhune 


Glassmeyer (?) 


Miller, A. M. 


Wentworth 


Harding 


Miller, F. D. 

THE MINISTRY: 


White 


Bowlby 


Elliott Gray 


Yates 



L. 



Summary 



269 





MEDICINE : 




Brown 
Chandler 


Harvey, J. G. (?) 
Mackenzie 

STUDYING 

THEOLOGY I 


Whitmore 


Coale 

Donaldson 

Gardner 


Griswold 

Hutchings 

Hunter 

medicine: 


Janeway 
Steen 
von Krug 


Bartlett 
Besore 

Conrow, M. W. 
Dodd, S. W. 
D wight 


Hamilton 

lams 

Jameson 

Mount 

Pumyea 


Schureman 
Voorhees 
West 
Young, F. L. 



Baker 



Batt 



ENGINEERING : 



Johnson, B. D. 



Kelly 



Lyon, C A. 



Coyle 



MISCELLANEOUS 

PRIVATE secretary: 

Baldwin 

army and navy: 
Lay 



Tilford 



Blauvelt 



resting : 
Eastman Meinken Pearson 





UNKNOWN : 




Adamson 


Gulick 


Pasfield 


Crawford, J. R. 


Hanlin 


Peebles 


Dana 


Hatfield 


Reeve 


Dickinson, G. H. 


Hudson, P. C. 


Reichner 


Duncan 


Mason 


Wilson, S. C 


Glasgow 


McClure 


Young, W. G. 


Grace 


McKaig 





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Summary 



RECAPITULATION 



Business: 
Commercial and Manu- 
facturing 90 

Banking and Brokerage . 34 

Insurance 9 

Engineering and Con- 
struction 19 

Architects 2 

Journalism and Publishing 10 

Professional : 

Law 36 

Teaching 15 

Ministry 4 

Medicine ^ . 5 



Studying : 

Theology 9 

Medicine 14 



Law 
Engineering 



Miscellaneous : 
Secretary . . . 
Army and Navy 
Resting . . . 
Unknown . . 



I 

3 

4 

2a 



Total 28a 



DIRECTORY 

The first address following the name is the man's permanent address, 
whence it is probable that mail will be forwarded to him. The next 
address is the man's present residence or place of business. In case 
the Directory disagrees with statements in the letters and statistical 
tabulations, it is to be given the preference, its information being the 
later. 



ARTHUR HERMAN ADAMS, 

Wyalusing Pa. 

338 West Thirty-first Street,, 
New York City. 

In the shops of the Western 
Electric Co., West and Beth- 
une Streets, New York. 

PENRHYN S. ADAMSON, 
Mt. Pleasant House, Dundee, 

Scotland. 
Paris, France. 
Engaged in literary work (?) 

JOHN AITKEN, 

873 Broadway, New York. 
515 Madison Avenue. 
With Aitken Son & Co., 873- 
875 Broadway, New York. 

BENJAMIN AKIN, 
Care K. & P. Lumber Co., Pike 

Building, Cincinnati, Ohio. 
With the K. & P. Lumber Co. 

WILLIAM ELMER ALLEN, 
Blairstown, N. J. 
Farming and carpentering (?) 

G. HENRY VAIL ALLEN, 
Fair Haven, Vt. 
With S. Allen's Sons, Dealers 
in Slate. 

N. BRUCE ARMSTRONG, 
Hagerstown, Md. 
4019 Locust Street, Philadelphia. 
With the Hamilton Ice Manu- 
facturing Co., Camden, N. J. 

WILLIAM A. BABSON, 
South Orange, N. J. 
With James B. Dill, Lawyer, 27 
Pine Street, New York. 



LEON J. BACHENHEIMER, 
61 West Ninety-sixth Streets 

New York City. 
Solicitor for the New York 
Business Telephone Direc- 
tory, 200 Broadway, New 
York. 

OLIVER KINSEY BADGLEY, 

Montclair, N. J. 

In the Auditor's Office, N. Y. 
C. & H. R. R. R., Grand Cen- 
tral Depot, New York. 

JAMES BAKER, JR., 
Lawrence, Long Island. 
Student, New York Law 
School, 35 Nassau Street. 

JULIUS LYMAN BALDWIN, 

Washington, D. C. 

2905 Fourteenth Street, Wash- 
ington, D. C. 

Secretary to Justice Harlan of 
the United States Supreme 
Court. 

FRANKLYN G. BAMMAN, 
Asbury Park, N. J. 
36 Morningside Avenue, New 

York. 
Practicing law with James, 

Schell & Elkins, 50 Pine 

Street, New York. 

ABRAM G. BARTHOLOMEW, 
1 106 Prudential Building, Buf- 
falo, N.Y. 
254 Connecticut Street, Buffalo, 

N.Y. 
In law offices of A. & N. C. 
Bartholomew, 1106 Pruden- 
tial Building, Buffalo. 



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LAWRENCE S. BARTLETT, 
317 West Fifty-sixth Street, 

New York City. 
Student, College of Physicians 

and Surgeons. New York 

City. 

ARTHUR HENRY BATES, 
22 Lawn Avenue, Middletown, 

Conn. 
356 Pleasant Street, Brockton, 

Mass. 
Commercial Traveler for the 

Summit Thread Co., 126 

Summer Street, Boston, 

Mass. 

CHARLES S. BATT, 

181 South Broadway, Tarry- 
town, N. Y. 

Studying law in the offices of 
Griggs, Baldwin & Baldwin, 
27 Pine Street, New York. 

WILLIAM H. BATTING, 
62 Gates Avenue, Montclair, 

N.J. 
Wallace, Idaho. 
Attorney at Law, Wallace, 

Idaho. 

GORDON TAYLOR BEAHAM, 
2940 Troast Avenue, Kansas 

City, Mo. 
With the Faultless Starch Co., 

Kansas City. 

MEAD VAN ZILE BELDEN, 
618 West Genesee Street, Syra- 
cuse, N. Y. 
With Lewis & Crowley, Law- 
yers, White Memorial Build- 
ing, Syracuse, N. Y. 

R. L. BENSON, 

2107 Walnut Street, Philadel- 
phia, Pa, 

105 East Nineteenth Street, 
New York. 

With C. D. Barney & Co., 
25 Broad Street, New York. 

VALENTINE H. BERGHAUS, 
1 100 North Front Street, Har- 

risburg. Pa. 
Reporter on the Harrisburg 

Patriot. 



ERIC L. BERGLAND, 

1 1 16 North Charles Street, Bal- 
timore, Md. 

613 Union Street, Schenectady, 
N. Y. 

With the General Electric Com- 
pany, Schenectady, N. Y. 

JOHN ALBERT BERNHARD, 

Rahway, N. J. 

776 Broad Street, Newark, N. J. 

In the Legal Department, Pub- 
lic Service Corporation of 
New Jersey, 776 Broad 
Street, Newark. 

C DE FORD BESORfi, 

Waynesboro, Pa., 

University Dormitories, Phila- 
delphia, Pa. 

Student. University of Pennsyl- 
vania Law School. 

PAUL ANDREWS BISSELL, 
Hastings Lane, West Medford, 

With John C. Paige & Co., 
Insurance, 20 Kilby Street, 
Boston, Mass. 

WITHERBEE BLACK, 
Pelham Manor, N. Y. 
With Black, Starr & Frost, 

Jewelers, 438 Fifth Avenue, 

New York. 

ELI JUDSON BLAKE. 

57 North Seventh Street, New- 
ark, N.J. 

With the Electrical Department 
of the N. Y. C. & H. R. R. R. 
Co. 

A. S. TAYLOR BLAUVELT, 
Roselle, N.J. 

No definite occupation, owing 
to poor health. 

REV. HARRY L. BOWLBY, 
Asbury, Warren County, New 

Jersey. 
1509 Twelfth Street. Altoona, 

Pa. 
Assistant Pastor, First Presby- 
terian Church, Altoona, Pa. 



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INGRAM FLETCHER BOYD. 
514 Olive Street, St Louis. Mo., 
Kirkwood, Mo. 

With T. B. Boyd & Co., Men's 
Furnishings, 514 Olive Street, 
St. Louis, Mo. 

GEORGE H. BOYNTON, 

489 Courtlandt Street. Atlanta, 
Ga. 

With Boynton & Boynton, 
Wholesale Grocers, and Job- 
bers, 89 South Forsyth Street, 
Atlanta, Ga. 

EDMUND JAMES BRADY, 
1 1 13 K Street, N. W., Wash- 
ington, D. C. 

With Hamilton & Colbert, At- 

torneys-at-Law, 412 Fifth 

Street, N. W., Washington, 
D. C. 

HAROLD HYDE BRALY, 
400 Braly Building, Los An- 
geles, Cal. 
Mining Engineer, 400 Braly 
Building, Los Angeles, Cal. ; 
also with '' Cornish-Braly 
Co.," Insurance, Brokerage. 
Investments, etc. 

JOHN BREWER, 
Rockville, Md. 

With James L. Norris, Patent 
Solicitor, 501 F Street, Wash- 
ington, D. C. 

LINN ROBERTS BROKAW, 
4336 Delmar Place, St. Louis. 
With Jones, Jones & Hocker, 
Attorneys-at-Law, Laclede 
Building, St. Louis, Mo. 

PAUL BROKAW 

3200 Lucas Avenue, St. Louis, 
Mo. 

Box 33, Stafford, Kan. 

" Installing Engineer for Elec- 
tric Purifying Co." 

WILLIAM A. BROWN, M. D., 
Greencastle, Pa. 
Hambleton, W. Va. 
Physician. 



PAUL TULANE BRUYERE, 
56 E^st Fifty-ninth Street, New 

York. 
With the Thompson-Starrett 

Co., Contractors, 51 Wall 

Street, New York. 

EUGENE PALMER BURR, 
60 Tefferson Avenue, Columbus, 

Ohio. 
In the steel business in Colum- 
bus, Ohio. 

ALVAH BUSHNELL, JR., 
4 North Thirteenth Street, 

Philadelphia, Pa. 
1831 Pacific Street, Philadel- 
phia, Pa. 
With Alvah Bushnell Co., 4 
North Thirteenth Street, 
Philadelphia, Pa. 

CHARLES LOZIER BURKE, 
17 Third Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. 
With the International Bank, i 
Wall Street, New York. 

ROBERT GORDON CAREW, 
Care of Mabley & Carew Co., 

Cincinnati, Ohio. 
East Walnut Hills, Cincinnati, 

Ohio. 
Member of the above firm, 
Fifth and Vine Streets, Cin- 
cinnati. 

FRANCIS T. CARSTENSEN, 

Riverdale, N. Y. 

I Chestnut Street, Albany, N.Y. 

Assistant Claim Agent for the 
N. Y. C. & H. R. R. R. (Mo- 
hawk Division). 

HOWARD CARTER, 
33 West Eighty-second Street, 

New York City. 
Practicing law in the offices of 

Merrill & Rogers, 31 Nassau 

Street, New York. 

EDWARD T. CASEBOLT, 
1005 Broad Street, Newark, N. 

J- 

Practicing law in the offices of 
Guild, Lum & Tambly, 801 
Prudential Building. Newark, 
N.J. 



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GILBERT H. CASSELBERRY, 
2215 Farmers' Bank Building, 

Pittsburg, Pa. 
With the Drake & Stratton Co., 
Contractors. 

H. M. CHANDLER, M. D., 
475 Main Street, Orange, N. J. 
Physician. 

A. DE FORREST CHILDS, 

Englewood, N. J. 

With the Cooper Hewitt Elec- 
tric Co., 220 West Twenty- 
ninth Street, New York. 

EDGAR Y. CLAUSEN, 
Portchester, N. Y. 
Vivian, W. Va. 

With the Peerless Coal & Coke 
Co., Vivian, W. Va. 

JAMES J. COALE, JR., 
Toms River, N.J. 
700 Park Avenue, New York 

City. 
Student, Union Theological 

Seminary, New York. 

JOHN LLOYD COATES, 

1717 Spruce Street, Philadel- 
phia, Pa. 

With Coates Brothers, Wool 
Commission Merchants, 127 
Market Street, Philadelphia. 

MATTHIAS W. CONROW, 
295 Willow Avenue, Long 

Branch, N.J. 
431 East Fifty-eighth Street, 

New York. 
Student, New York Homeo- 
pathic Medical College. 

WILFORD S. CONROW, 

Care of Conrow Bros., 33 

Beekman Street, New York. 
213 Berkeley Place, Brooklyn, 

N. Y. 
With Conrow Bros., Wholesale 

Paper Dealers, 33 Beekman 

Street, New York. 

HARRY HALSEY COOK, 

Nassau Hotel, Princeton, N. J. 

5714 Washington Avenue, Chi- 
cago, 111. 

With the Illinois Steel Co., 
South Chicago, 111. 



GEORGE JOHNES COOKE, 
2108 Walnut Street, Philadel- 
phia, Pa. 
With James W. Cooke & Co., 
Dry Goods Commission Mer- 
chants, 239 Chestnut Street,. 
Philadelphia, Pa. 

RONALD G. COOLBAUGH, 
Fourteenth Street, Easton, Pa. 
With the Sterlingworth Rail- 
way Supply Co., Easton, Pa. 

ALVAH BOYD CORNELL, 
321 Greenwood Avenue, Tren- 
ton, N.J. 
With the Empire Rubber Man- 
ufacturing Co., Trenton, N. J. 

THOMAS O. COWDREY, 
Care S. S. Marvin, Bryn Mawr». 

Pa. 
Care of E. R. Marvin, West- 
minster Place, Pittsburg, Pa. 
In the Liberty National Bank, 
Pittsburg, Pa. 

LEONIDAS COYLE, 

United States Army. 

Address reported to be Com- 
pany M, 6th U. S. Infantry, 
Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. 

JASPER ELLIOTT CRANE, 
20 Central Avenue, Newark, 
N.J. 

Assistant Chemist, Arlington 
Company, Arlington, N. J. 

JACK R. CRAWFORD, 
17 Stratton Street, London, 
England. 

EVERETT L. CRAWFORD, 
I Nassau Street, New York. 
Rye, N.Y. 

In firm of Crawford, Dyer & 
Cannon, Bankers and Bro- 
kers, I Nassau Street, New 
York. 

ROSS AMBLER CURRAN, 
42 East Fifty-seventh Street, 

New York. 
Loan Clerk in the City Trust 
Co. of New York, 36 Wall 
Street. 



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DAVID TURNER DANA, 
1045 Fifth Avenue, New York. 
Lenox, Mass. 

HARRY GROSS DECHANT, 
1021 De Kalb Street, Norris- 

town, Pa. 
Division Manager for United 

Telephone & Telegraph Co., 

in Norristown, Pa. 

HENRY HAUPT DERR, 
83 North River Street, Wilkes- 

Barre, Pa. 
With Thompson, Derr & Bro., 
Insurance, 17 East Market 
Street, Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 

GILES H. DICKINSON, 
Republican Office, Binghamton, 

N. Y. 
Masonic Temple, Chicago, 111. 

(?) 
With the Security, Trust & De- 
posit Co., Masonic Temple, 
Chicago. 

L. McC. DICKINSON, 

479 State Street, Trenton, N.J. 

The Castleton, no West Fifty- 
seventh Street, New York. 

With Vermilye & Co., 16 Nas- 
sau Street, New York. 

CHARLES E. S. DIETZ, 

Limeport, Lehigh County, 

Pennsylvania. 
156 Prospect Avenue, Bethle- 
hem, Pa. 
Teaching in High School of 
West Bethlehem, Pa. 

ROBERT CARTER DODD, 
Pittsfield, Mass. 
no West 123d Street, New 

York City. 
With the Western Electric Co., 

West and Bethune Streets, 

New York City. 

SAMUEL WARD DODD, 

196 Clinton Avenue, Newark, 

N.J. 
Student, College of Physicians 

and Surgeons, New York. 



ROBERT S. DONALDSON, 
224 East Twelfth Street, Dav- 
enport, Iowa. 
1060 North Halsted Street, 

Chicago, 111. 
Student, McCormick Theolog- 
ical Seminary, Chicago. 

ROBERT ORVILLE DRAKE, 
2121 North Eighth Street, Phil- 
adelphia, Pa. 
Salesman, 509 Chestnut Street. 
Philadelphia, Pa. 

ALLAN VINING DUNCAN, 
297 Jefferson Avenue, Brooklyn, 

N. Y. 

WILLIAM KIRBY DWIGHT, 
31 Mt. Morris Park, New York. 
Student, College of Physicians 
and Surgeons, New York. 

ANSTICE FORD EASTMAN. 
118 East Chemung Place, El- 
mira, N. Y. 

MORGAN OWEN EDWARDS, 
149 Page Avenue, Kingston, Pa. 
In the law offices of Dunning 

& Williams, Wilkes-Barre, 

Pa. 

REV. THOMAS J. ELLIOTT, 
Noroton, Conn. 

Pastor, Noroton Presbyterian 
Church. 

RICHARD ELKINS, 
Morgantown, W. Va. 
1626 K Street, Washington, D. 

C. 
Coal salesman, Washington. 

ROBERT B. ELMORE, 
613 West Sixth Street, Chat- 
tanooga, Tenn. 
Marysville, Tenn. 
Professor of Latin, Marysville, 
College, Tenn. 

GEORGE KESTER ERBEN, 
2039 De Lancey Place, Phila- 
delphia, Pa. 
Ranan, Raleigh County, West 

Virginia. 
Engineer for the Western Po- 
cahontas Coal & Lumber Co., 
and Big Coal Development 
Co. 



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JOHN NELSON EUWER, 
Care of Euwer Store, Youngs- 
town, Ohio. 
787 Wick Avenue, Youngstown, 

Ohio. 
Assistant Manager of " J. N. 
Euwer's Sons," Drygoods. 

CALVIN FENTRESS, 

410 Marquette Building, Chica- 
go. 

300 Schiller Street, Chicago. 

Secretary-Treasurer of the 
Stearns & Culver Lumber 
Co., 204 Dearborn Street, 
Chicago. 

THOMAS WALKER FISHER. 

Tyrone, Pa. 

Assistant Chemist, Pennsylva- 
nia Railroad Laboratory, Al- 
toona. Pa. 

FRANKLIN WILLIAM FORT, 
772 Broad Street, Newark, N. J. 
70 Carleton Street, East Or- 
ange, N. J. 
Attorney-at-Law, 772 Broad 
Street, Newark, N.J. 

MOWBRAY W. FORNEY, 
469 West 140th Street, New 
York. 

SPAULDING FRAZER, 

1028 Broad Street, Newark, N. 

J= 
Practicing law in the office of 
Riker & Riker, Newark, N.J. 

JOHN GILFILLAN FRAZER, 
5280 Rippey Street, Pittsburg, 

Pa. 
Practicing law in the offices of 
Reed, Smith, Shaw & Beal, 
1027 Carnegie Building, Pitts- 
burg, Pa. 

CARL KNOTT FRIED, 

183 Limestone Street, Spring- 
field, Ohio. 
With C. C. Fried, Jeweler, 6 
East Main Street. Springfield, 
Ohio. 

WALTER GUY GAMBLE, 

5961 Plymouth Avenue, St. 
Louis, Mo. 

With the Abbott Gamble Con- 
struction Co., 620 Chestnut 
Street, St. Louis, Mo. 



HOWARD E. GANSWORTH, 
Indian School, Carlisle, Pa. 
Visiting Agent for the Carlisle 
Indian School. 

ORA FLETCHER GARDNER, 
Sheldon, Iowa. 
Auburn, N. Y. 

Student, Auburn Theological 
Seminary. 

LOUIS WINTER GARTNER, 
42 Greene Street, New York 

City. 
309 West 105th Street, New 

York City. 
With Gartner and Friedenheit, 

42-50 Greene Street, New 

York. 

EDWARD JAMES GAY, 
Plaquemine, La. 
With the Edward J. Gay Plant- 
ing and Manufacturing Co., 
Ltd., Plaquemine, La. 

WILLIAM ROME GELSTON, 

306 Clinton Avenue, Brooklyn, 

N. Y. 
With Granger, Farwell & Co., 

Brokers, 71 Broadway, New 

York. 

GEORGE M. GILLETTE, 

157 Washington Street, Cum- 
berland, Md. 
Somerset, Pa. 

With the Somerset Coal Co., 
Somerset, Pa. 

CARR LANE GLASGOW, 
2847 Washington Avenue, St. 
Louis, Mo. 

EDWARD GLASSMEYER, 
1536 Mineral Springs Road, 

Reading, Pa. 
4815/2 Jersey Avenue, Jersey 

City, N. J. 
Teaching Latin and Greek, Jer- 
sey City High School. 

SOLOMON F. GLENN, 

1517 Mount Vernon Street, 

Philadelphia, Pa. 
In the law offices of Graham, 
Glenn & Gilfillan, 509 Crozer 
Building, Philadelphia. 



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PAUL MORSE GOODWIN, 
354 Washington Boulevard, 

Chicago, 111. 
In the offices of the Equitable 
Life Assurance Society of the 
United States, 210 Chamber 
of Commerce Building, Chi- 
cago. 

PERCY RUSSELL GRACE, 
I and 2 Hanover Square, New 
York. 



ALLAN W. GRANGER, 

Care of A. G. Corre Hotel Co., 

Cincinnati, Ohio. 
Grand Hotel, Cincinnati, Ohio. 
Treasurer of the A. G. Corre 

Hot_el Co. 

REV. CHARLES S. GRAY, 
312 West Street, Camden, N.J. 
Wilson, Conn. 

Pastor, Union Church, Wilson, 
Conn. 

LATTA GRISWOLD, 
22 Dickinson Street, Princeton, 

N.J. 
Student, General Theological 

Seminary, Chelsea Square, 

New York City. 

H. DE HART GULICK, 
350 Fulton Street, Brooklyn, 

N.Y. 

FRANCIS JORDAN HALL, 
324 North Second Street, Har- 

risburg. Pa. 
With the Central Iron and 
Steel Co., Harrisburg, Pa. 

SAMUEL HAMILTON, JR., 
North Highland Avenue, Pitts- 
burg, Pa. 
312 North Nineteenth Street, 

Philadelphia, Pa. 
Student, at Hahnemann Medi- 
cal College, Philadelphia, Pa., 
and Assistant to Dr. W. B. 
Van Lennep, 1421 Spruce 
Street. 

CHRISTIAN H. HANLIN 



MERRITT L. HARDING, 
Plainsville, Pa. 
Kingston, Pa. 

Teaching Latin in Wyoming 
Seminary, Kingston, Pa. 

MATTHEW HARPER, 
329 Pulliam Street, Atlanta, 

Ga. 
With the Smith Premier Type- 
writer Co., Atlanta, Ga. 

CLARENCE FORD HARVEY, 
51 East Forest Avenue, Detroit, 

Mich. 
With the Cadillac Automobile 

Co. of Detroit, Mich. 

JOHN GOOLD HARVEY, 
60 Washington Avenue, De- 
troit, Mich. 
(Presumably) Practicing medi- 
cine. 

RUDOLPH H. HATFIELD 

GAYLORD R. HAWKINS, 
303 Lemcke Building, Indian- 
apolis, Ind. 
" The Surrey," Indianapolis, 

Ind. 
Practicing law in the offices of 
Hawkins, Smith & Hawkins, 
303-308 Lemcke Building, In- 
dianapolis. 

ELROY HEADLEY, 

1036 Clinton Avenue, Irvington, 

N.J. 
In the law firm of W. C. & E. 

Headley, 800 Broad Street, 

Newark, N. J. 

NATHAN S. HENDRIX, 
3242 Norledge Place, Kansas 

City, Mo. 
With the Ellet-Kendall Shoe 
Co., Kansas City, Mo. 

FRANK PHILIP HINER, 
Asbury, N. J. 
406 Marilla Street, Buffalo, N. 

Y. 
With the Lackawanna Steel 

Co., Buffalo, N. Y. 



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HOWARD P. ROMANS, 
308 West Seventy-fifth Street, 

New York City. 
With Homans & Co., Brokers, 
2 Wall Street, New York. 

C. LE BOUTILLIER HOMER, 
Washington Lane, German- 
town, Pa. 
With Henderson. Lindley & Co., 
310 Chestnut Street, Philadel- 
phia, Pa. 

JOHN MIFFLIN HOOD, JR., 
1 129 North Calvert Street, Bal- 
timore, Md. 
In the firm of Vanderanter & 
Hood, Civil Engineers, Bal- 
timore, Md. (Temporarily, 
pending rebuilding, 238 Park 
Avenue.) 

WALTER EWING HOPE, 
302 Cumberland Street, Brook- 
lyn, N.Y. 
Practicing law in the offices of 
Masten & Nichols, 49 Wall 
Street, New York. 

WALTER M. HOWELL, 

63 Myrtle Avenue, Montclair, 

N.J. 
Attorney-at-Law, New York 

City. 

CLAUDE SILBERT HUDSON, 
Princeton, N. J. 

Instructor in Physics, Princeton 
University, Princeton, N.J. 

PERCY CLEARY HUDSON, 
1413 Fourth Avenue, Louisville, 
Ky. 

MALCOLM SIDNEY HUEY, 
41 12 Walnut Street, Philadel- 
phia, Pa. 
With Huey Bros. & Co., Bank- 
ers and Brokers, 104 South 
Fifth Street, Philadelphia, Pa. 

ROBERT A. HUNTER, 

125 West Susquehanna Avenue, 

Philadelphia, Pa. 
1060 North Halsted Street, Chi- 
cago. 
Student, McCormick Theologi- 
cal Seminary. 



DE WITT V. HUTCHINGS, 

Englewood, N. J. 
Studying theology ; attending 
no seminary at present. 

FRANK DEKLYN HUYLER, 
64 Irving Place, New York 

City. 
38 West Ninety-sixth Street, 

New York City. 
Secretary-Treasurer of the 

Huyler Candy Co., 64 Irving 

Place, New York City. 

ROBERT STEVENS HYDE, 
La Crosse, Wis. 
Secretary of the S. Y. Hyde 
Elevator Co., La Crosse, Wis. 

SAMUEL HARVEY lAMS, 
Waynesburg, Pa. 
University Dormitories, Phila- 
delphia, Pa. 
Student, Medical School of Uni- 
versity of Pennsylvania. 

JAMES IMBRIE, 
Englewood, N. J. 
With W. M. Imbrie & Co., 
Stock Brokers, 45 Broadway, 
New York. 

MALCOLM IMBRIE, 
Care of Rev. W. H. Miller, D. 

D., Bryn Mawr, Pa. 
1204 Eighth Street, Altoona, Pa. 
Special apprentice in the P. R. 

R. Shops at Altoona, Pa. 

FRANKLIN C. IRISH, 
6906 Penn Avenue, Pittsburg, 
Salesman with the Real Estate 
Trust Co. of Pittsburg, 311 
Fourth Avenue. 

JAMES WALKER JAMESON, 

Antrim, N. H. 

317 West Fifty-sixth Street, 
New York. 

Student at the College of Phy- 
sicians and Surgeons, New 
York. 

FRANK L. JANEWAY, 
78 Easton Avenue, New Bruns- 
wick, N. J. 
700 Park Avenue, New York. 
Student, Union Theological 
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ROSWELL JOHNSON, 

105 Croton Avenue, Ossining, 

N. Y. 
With the New York Under- 
writers' Agency, 100 William 
Street, New York. 

BERT DAY JOHNSON, 

109 Luzerne Avenue, West 

Pittston, Pa. 
Boston, Mass. 
Studying chemical engineering 

at the Mass. Institute of 

Technology. 

SAMUEL T. D. JONES, 

Prince's Bay, Staten Island, N. 

Y. 
Practicing law in the office of 
Edwin S. Hosmer, 32 Nassau 
Street, New York. 

PHINEAS JONES, 
361 Mt. Pleasant Avenue, New- 
ark, N.J. 
With Phineas Jones & Co., 301 
Market Street, Newark, N. J. 

CLARK SILLIMAN JUDD, 
197 Prospect Street, Torring- 

ton. Conn. 
With the Coe Brass Manufac- 
turing Co., Torrington, Conn. 

L. EMERY KATZENBACH, 
17 West Forty-fifth Street, New 

York City. 
Summit, N. J. 

In the Auditor's Office, New 
York Central & Hudson Riv- 
er Railroad, Grand Central 
Depot, New York City. 

GEORGE W. KEHR. 

1 3 18 Susquehanna Avenue, 
Harrisburg, Pa. 

Marion,- Ind. 

Advertising Manager of the 
National Sweeper Co., Mar- 
ion, Ind. 

GILBERT WALKER KELLY, 

2702 Thirteenth Street, N. W., 

Washington, D. C. 
Student, Columbian Law 

School, Washington, D. C. 



CLARENCE D. KERR, 

Englewood, N. J. 

In the law offices of White & 

Case, 31 Nassau Street, New 

York. 

JAMES SMYLIE KINNE, 
S33 Vanhouten Street, Pater- 
son, N. J. 
With the Cooper. Wig & Cooke 
Co., Steel Castings, Dela- 
wanna, N. J. 

ALEXANDER McGILL LANE, 
Hagerstown. Md. 

CHARLES SETH LANE, 
Hagerstown, Md. 
124 Mercer Street, Jersey City, 

N.J. 
With Cuyler, Morgan & Co., 

44 Pine Street, New York, 

Bankers and Brokers. 

ROBERT D. LARABIE, 
Deer Lodge, Mont. 
Care of Western Baking Co., 

Portland, Ore. 
With the Western Baking Co., 

Portland, Ore. 

CARL STEWART LAWTON, 
5206 Morgan Street, St. Louis. 

Mo. 
Insurance Agent with J. E. 
Lawton & Son., 935 Century 
Building. St. Louis, Mo. 

HARRY RANDOLPH LAY, 
Care of Navy Department, 

Washington, D. C. 
Stoneleigh Court. Washington, 

D. C. 
First Lieutenant, U. S. Marine 

Corps. 

AUSTIN LEAKE, JR., 
274 West 140th Street, New 

York City. 
Engineer for the Sicilian As- 
phalt Paving Co. of New 
York, with offices in the 
Times Building. 

CLARENCE ROSCOE LEE. 

79 West Union Street, Wilkes- 
Barre, Pa. 

With Hart Lee & Co., Whole- 
sale Grocers, 120 East Mar- 
ket Street, Wilkes-Barre. 



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RALPH A. LEMCKE, 
Indianapolis, Ind. 
Evansville, Ind. 

With the Evansville Woolen 
Mills. 

FRANK INSLEY LINEN, 
622 Jefferson Avenue, Scranton, 

Pa. 
Clerk in the First National 
Bank of Scranton. 

HALSTED LITTLE, 

29 Elm Street, Morristown. Pa. 

In the Comptroller's Office of 

the American Locomotive 

Company, 25 Broad Street, 

New York City. 

RAYMOND D. LITTLE, 
23 West Forty-fifth Street, New 

York City. 
In Advertising Department of 
Pearson's Magazine, 2-20 As- 
tor Place, New York, 

WALLACE B. LYDECKER. 

Orangeburg, N. Y. 

With the law firm of Hasbrouck 

& Johnson, 44 Pine Street, 

New York. 

WICKLIFFE BULL LYNE, 
Fifth and Highland Avenues, 

Pittsburg, Pa. 
With the Real Estate Trust Co., 
311 Fourth Avenue, Pitts- 
burg. Pa. 

CHARLES ALBERT LYON, 
192 North Grove Street, East 

Orange, N.J. 
115 South Avenue, Ithaca, N. Y. 
Student for the Degree of Elec- 
trical Engineer, Cornell Uni- 
versity. 

HARRY ELLISON LYON, 
192 North Grove Street. East 

Orange, N. J. 
Practicing in the law offices of 

Coult, Howell & Ten Eyck, 

Prudential Building, Newark, 

N. J. 

JOHN KIRKWOOD MACKIE. 

370 Fourteenth Street, Portland, 
Ore. 

Teaching in the Portland Acad- 
emy, Portland. Ore. 



GEO. W. MARQUE MAIER, 
Avoca, Iowa. 

ADDISON GRAHAM MARR. 

Shamokin, Pa. 

902 West End Avenue, New 
York City. 

With Clinton & Russell, Archi- 
tects, 32 Nassau Street, New 
York. 

DWIGHT W. MARVIN, 
68 Second Street, Troy, N. Y. 
Attorney and Counsellor at 
Law, Troy, N. Y. 

SILAS BOXLEY MASON, 
Care of Mason & Hoge, Frank- 
fort, Ky. 

HARRY J. MATTHEWS, 
Care Thomas Matthews & Son. 
Canton Avenue and Albe- 
marle Street, Baltimore. Md. 
With Thomas Matthews & Son, 
Lumber Dealers, Baltimore. 

LOUIS I. MATTHEWS. 

1015 Harrison Building, Phila- 
delphia. 

Fox Chase. Philadelphia, Pa. 

Secretary and Treasurer of the 
Big Coal Development Com- 
pany, and President of the 
Western Pocahontas Coal & 
Lumber Company, 1015 Har- 
rison Building, Philadelphia, 
Pa. 

G. M. MATTIS, 

Champaign, 111. 

With Trevett & Mattis, In- 
vestment Bankers, Cham- 
paign. 111. 

CHARLES G. MEINKEN, 
314 West Thirty-fourth Street, 
New York City. 

LOUIS O. MELLINGER, 

Reynoldsville, Pa. 

Du Bois, Pa. 

In the Engineering Department 
of the Buffalo and Susque- 
hanna Coal and Coke Co., 
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ANDREW D. MERRICK, 

412 High Street, Pottstown. Pa. 
9 Jarvis Place, Trenton, N. J. 
Service Inspector, Bell Tele- 
phone Co. of Philadelphia, 
with office at 216 East State 
Street, Trenton, 

WILLIAM C. MEYERS, 
Columbia, Pa. 

(With National City Bank, 52 
Wall Street, New York (?).) 

ARTHUR MESSITER, 

420 Third Avenue, Brooklyn, 

N. Y. 
In the Comptroller's Office of 

the American Locomotive 

Co., 25 Broad Street, New 

York City. 

WOODSON MORRIS MILES, 
Union City, Tenn. 
Attorney and Counsellor-at- 
Law, Union City, Tenn. 

ADAM MARION MILLER, 
Homewood, Beaver County, 

Pennsylvania. 
Roseville, Newark, N. J. 
Instructor in Anatomy, College 

of Physicians and Surgeons, 

437 West Fifty-ninth Street. 

New York. 

FRANK DANA MILLER, 
P. O. Box 154, Tunkhannock, 

Pa. 
Assistant Principal, Tunkhan- 
nock High School. 

HUGH MILLER, 
Roselle, N.J. 

Hemenway Chambers, Boston. 
With the Centennial Copper 

Mining Co., 60 State Street, 

Boston, Mass. 

B. B. MITCHELL, JR., 
Troy, Pa. 
Insurance Agent, Troy, Pa. 

PAUL MITCHELL, 

I2T7 Second Street, Louisville, 

Ky. 
Practicing law in Louisville. 

Ky. 



ROBERT MONKS, 

156 Fifth Avenue, New York 
City. 

393 West End Avenue, New 
York City. 

With Kennedy & Monks, Non- 
pareil Cork Manufacturing 
Co., 156 Fifth Avenue, New 
York. 

JAMES DONALD MORROW, 
173 South Orange Avenue, 

South Orange, N. J. 
In the Advertising Department 
of Pearson's Magazine, 2-20 
Astor Place, New York. 

PRESTON KNOX MORROW, 
75 Mitchell Place, East Orange, 

N. J. 
In the Auditor's Office N. Y. C. 
& H. R. R. R.. Grand Central 
Depot, New York. 

WALTER BARCLAY MOUNT, 
24 Summit Street, East Orange, 

N.J. 
138 West Sixty-fourth Street, 

New York City. 
Student, College of Physicians 

and Surgeons, New York. 

A. GROSS MacCONNELL, 
Winebiddle Avenue, Pittsburg, 

Pa. 
With the Reisinger-Prather Co., 
Engineers and Contractors, 
Fidelity Building, Pittsburg. 

JAMES CLARKE McAFEE, 
Port Royal, Pa. 

CHARLES A. McCLURE, 
Bellefonte, Pa. 

JOHN McCURDY, JR., 
Youngstown, Ohio. 
St. Paul, Minn. 
News Editor of the Daily 
News, St. Paul, Minn. 

E. GREY MACKENZIE, M. D., 
525 East State Street, Trenton, 

N.J. 
Physician, with office in Phila- 
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CLEMENT V. McKAIG. 
3C0 Linden Avenue, Pittsburg, 
Pa. 

JAMES McLean. 

43 East Fifty-eighth Street, 

New York City. 
With McLean & McLean, Fire 

and Life Insurance, and Real 

Estate. 156 Broadway, New 

York. 

JAMES C. McLANAHAN. 
1316 Bolton Street. Baltimore. 

Md. 
Attorney-at-Law, 10 East Lex- 
ington Street, Baltimore, Md. 

JOHN McWILLIAMS, JR., 
Odell, 111. 

Assistant Cashier. Bank of 
Odell. 

WALTER COON NICHOLS, 
791 Prospect Avenue. New 

York City. 
Salesman for A. S. Nichols, no 
East 129th Street, New York. 

PERCY GRANGER OLDS, 

Fort Wayne, Ind. 

With the C. L. Olds Construc- 
tion Co., Elektron Building, 
Fort Wayne. 

HOWARD RUFUS OMWAKE. 

Greencastle, Pa. 

Mercersburg Academy, Mer- 
cersburg, Pa. 

Teacher in Mercersburg Acad- 
emy. 

HOWARD D. PANCOAST, 
503 Cooper Street, Camden, N. 

J. 

Attorney-at-Law. Camden. N. 

J. 

ARTHUR PASFIELD, 
Kansas City, Mo. 

SCHUYLER HOWARD PARK, 

Cranford, N. J. 

288 St. Nicholas Avenue, New 

York. 
With the National Biscuit Co., 

Tenth Avenue and Fifteenth 

and Sixteenth Streets, New 

York. 



ROSCOE SMITH PARSONS. 

Bonne Terre, Francois County, 
Missouri. 

Assistant Superintendent of the 

St. Joseph Lead Co., and of 
the Doe Run Lead Co. 

Also holding sundry other posi- 
tions of ■' honor, trust, and 
profit " too numerous to men- 
tion. 

C. E. PATTERSON, A.M., 
25 Broad Street, New York 

City. 
18 Sound View Avenue, New 

Rochelle, N. Y. 
Comptroller of the American 

Locomotive Co., 25 Broad 

Street, New York. 

WILLIAM T. J. PEARSON, 
39 Seventh Avenue, Brooklvn. 
N. Y. 

W. McKELVY PEEBLES, 
Richland Lane, Pittsburg, Pa. 

WILLIAM FRAZER PETTY, 

56T4 Irving Avenue, Pittsburg, 

Pa. 
Attorney-at-Law, 607 Bakewell 

Building, Pittsburg, Pa. . 

ROBERT B. PETTY, JR., 
5614 Irving Avenue, Pittsburg. 

Pa. 
Attorney-at-Law, 607 Bakewell 

Building, Pittsburg, Pa. 

EDWIN F. PHELAN. JR. 

ROBERT F. PITCAIRN, 

Grant, Indiana County, Penn- 
sylvania. 
Superintendent for the Green- 
wich Coal and Coke Co. 

EDWARD C. PLATT, JR., 
127 St. Mark's Avenue, Brook- 
lyn, N. Y. 
933 Market Street, Philadelphia, 

>a. 
With the Western Electric Co., 
Philadelphia, Pa. 

STEPHEN H. PLUM, JR., 
54 Park Place, Newark. N. J. 
"The Odell," Franklin, N. H. 
With the Pemigewasset Power 
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G. F. W. POGGENBURG, 

1830 Madison Avenue, New 

York City. 
With the Alphons Ctistodes 
Chimney Construction Co. 
(New York Office: 95 Nas- 
sau Street.) 

WILLIAM S. POINDEXTER, 
629 Woodland Street, Nashville, 

Tenn. 
With W. S. Poindexter & Co.. 
155 North Market Street, 
Nashville, Tenn. 

ROLAND G. PORTER, 

Care of the Riter-Conley Man- 
ufacturing Co. of Pittsburg, 
Pa. 

P CLINTON PUMYEA, 
Allentown. N.J. 
Student, College of Physicians 
and Surgeons, New York. 

HENRY MEEKER REEVE. 
217 Mt. Pleasant Avenue, New- 
ark, N.J. 

FREDERIC F. REICHNER. 

ROBERT HINSDALE RICE, 
5554 Woodlawn Avenue, Chica- 
go, 111. 
With Hunter W. Finch & Co.. 
Coal Dealers, 1405 Fisher 
Building, Chicago, 111. 

GEORGE D. RICHARDS. 

135 East Fifty-first Street, Chi- 
cago. 111. 

With ''The World To-day" 
Co., 60 Wabash Avenue, Chi- 
cago, 111. 

EDGAR CARLOS RIEBE, 

97 Warren Street. New York. 
Importer of Ores and Chemi- 
cals. 

BERTRAM R. RIPLEY, 

27 Lincoln Avenue. Newark, N. 

'J. 
With Magnet & Doremus, 
Hardware, 796 Broad Street, 
Newark, N. J. 



CHARLES R. ROBBINS, 

Windsor, N. J. 

104 Columbia Heights, Brook- 
lyn, N. Y. 

In Comptroller's Office of the 
American Locomotive Co., 25 
Broad Street, New York. 

JOHN H. ROBBINS. 

181 5 Edmondson Avenue, Bal- 
timore, Md. 

44 Central Hill, Norwood. Lon- 
don, S. E., England. 

With the Mutual Life Insur- 
ance Co. of New York, 17 
Cornhill, London. E. C, Eng. 

JOHN LEETE ROGERS, 

29 Camp Street, New Britain, 

Conn. 
314 West Fifty-sixth Street. 

New York. 
With Crawford, Dyer & Cannon, 

I Nassau Street, New York. 

FRANKLIN TINKER ROOT, 
100 Harrison Street, East Or- 
ange, N. J. 
200 Greene Street. New York. 
With the Root Newspaper As- 
.sociation, 200 Greene Street, 
New York. 

GEORGE EBERSOLE ROSE, 

440 Sidney Street, Greensburg, 
Pa. 

Corner Moody and Lillie Ave- 
nues, Braddock. Pa. 

Assistant to the Superintendent 
of the Edgar Thomson Fur- 
naces of the Carnegie Steel 
Co., at Braddock. Pa. 

PIERRE SANFORD ROSS, 
75 Johnson Avenue, Newark, 

N.J. 
With P. Sanford Ross, Incor- 
porated, 277 Washington 
Street, Jersey City, N. J. 

GORDON M. RUSSELL. 

Oyster Bay, Long Island, N. Y. 

67 Seventh Avenue. Brooklyn, 
N. Y. 

Teaching Science in the Pros- 
pect Heights School, Brook- 
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HOWARD MOORE SAYLOR, 
625 Real Estate Building, Phila- 
delphia, Pa. 
Secretary of the Philadelphia 
Bridge Works, 625 Real Es- 
tate Building. Philadelphia, 
Pa. 

RODMAN SCHAFF, 
44 Burroughs Street, Jamaica 

Plains, Mass. 
loi Milk Street, Boston, Mass. 
With the New England Bell 

Telephone and Telegraph Co. 

(Traffic Department), loi 

Milk Street, Boston, Mass. 

HENRY LLOYD SCHENCK, 
104 Park Street, Orange, N.J. 
With the Equitable Life As- 
surance Society, 120 Broad- 
way, New York City. 

JAMES P. SCHUREMAN, 

Franklin Park, N.J. 

Nu Sigma Nu House, Ann 
Arbor, Mich. 

Studying medicine at the Uni- 
versity of Michigan. 

HOWARD S. SCHWARZ, 
1321 Cathedral Street, Balti- 
more, Md. 
With William Schwarz & Sons, 
Bankers and Brokers, 213 
Courtlandt Street, Baltimore, 
Md. 

WILLIAM P. SEYMOUR, 
Green and Johnson Streets, 

Germantown, Pa. 
With DeHaven & Townsend. 
Brokers and Bankers, 428 
Chestnut Street, Philadelphia. 

HERBERT E. SHAFFER, 
Care of American Railroad Co., 

San Juan, P. R. 
Manager of the American Rail- 
road of Porto Rico. 

SAMUEL H. SHEPLEY, 
Blairsville, Pa. 
Pharmacist, Blairsville, Pa. 

H. ALEXANDER SMITH, 

22 West Fifty-first Street, New 

York City. 
Practicing law with the Legal 

Aid Societv of New York. 



W. SCHUYLER SMITH, 

18 West Fifty-first Street, New 

York City. 
With A. M. Kidder & Co., 
Bankers and Brokers, 18 
Wall Street, New York. 



RALPH MILTON STAUFFEN, 
Care of the Goodson Electric 
Ignition Co., 94 Point Street^ 
Providence, R. I. 
Secretary of the Goodson Elec- 
tric Ignition Co. 

ROBERT SERVICE STEEN. 
218 South Forty- fourth Street, 

Philadelphia, Pa. 
700 Park Avenue, New York. 
Student, Union Theological 

Seminary, New York. 

THOMAS K. STURDEVANT, 
129 South Franklin Street, 

Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 
Architect. 

ROBERT WOODS SUTTON, 
4850 Ellsworth Avenue, Pitts- 
burg, Pa. 
Practicing law in the offices 
of Watson & Freeman, St. 
Nicholas Building, Pittsburg, 
Pa. 

CHARLES RAY. SWAIN, 
164 Market Street, Newark, N, 

69 Lincoln Park, Newark, N. J. 

In the firm of A. W. & C R. 
Swain, Wholesale Lumber, 
164 Market Street, Newark, 
N. J. 

ROBERT F. SWIGART, 

1 714 Jefferson Street, Toledo, 

Ohio. 
Attorney-at-Law, 934 Spitzer 

Building, Toledo, Ohio. 

RALPH P. SWOFFORD, 
220 Garfield Avenue, Kansas 

City, Mo. 
With Swofford Bros. Dry 

Goods Co., Kansas City, Mo. 



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JAMES BRYCE TAYLOR, 
Walton, Delaware County, New 

York. 
338 West Thirty-first Street, 

New York City. 
With the New York Edison 

Co., 123 East Eighty-third 

Street, New York. 

JAMES B. TAYLOR, JR., 

Chester, Pa. 

Pocahontas Club, Newport 
News, Va. 

With the Newport News Ship- 
building and Dry Dock Co. 

BEEKMAN R. TERHUNE, 
Ridgewood, N. J. 
940 Carteret Avenue. Trenton, 

N. J. 
Teaching the Classics, Trenton 
High School. 

JAMES DEAN TILFORD, 

War Department, Washington. 

D.C. 
First Lieutenant ist U. S. Cav- 
alry, stationed at Fort Clark, 
Texas. 

REGINALD C. THOMAS, 
9 East Chase Street, Baltimore, 

Md. 
Ripogenus Lake Camps, Che- 
suncook P. O., Maine (Dec- 
April, Care Grant Farms, via 
Roach River, Maine). 
Proprietor of Hunting Camps. 

LEWIS A. THOMAS, JR.. 

426 Campbell Street, Wilkins- 
burg. Pa. 

With the North American In- 
vestment Co., 918 Westing- 
house Building, Pittsburg. 

THOMAS L. THOMPSON, 
371 West i20th Street, New 

York City. 
Librarian of the New York Law 
School, intending to enter a 
law office in the fall of 1904. 

RALPH S. THOMPSON. 

81 Morningside Avenue, New 

York. 
Manager of the American Of- 
fice of the London Times, 225 
Fourth Avenue, New York. 



W. McCLELLAN VANCE, 
933 Main Street, Wheeling, W. 

Va. 
The Alpine. Broadway and 

Thirty-third Street, New 

York. 
In the firm of Allan McGraw 

& Co., 24 Broad Street, New 

York. 

KARL LOUIS von KRUG, 
Kingston, Pa. 
Princeton, N. J. 

Student, Princeton Theological 
Seminary. 

A. E. VONDERMUHLL. 
25 West Seventy-first Street. 

New York City. 
With Wm. Iselin & Co., i 
Greene Street, New York. 

IRVING W. VOORHEES, 

Griggstown, N. J. 

328 West Fifty-sixth Street, 

New York City. 
Student, College of Physicians 

and Surgeons, New York. 

PETER VREDENBURGH. II., 
Freehold, N. J. 
With Lewis & Vredenburgh, 

Brokers, 49 Exchange Place, 

New York. 

LESTER WALLACE, 

194 Riverside Drive, New York 
City. 

With Frame, Alston & Co.. Im- 
porters of Spices, 132 Front 
Street, New York. 

HAROLD L. WALTON, 
64 Munn Avenue, East Orange, 

N.J. 
With Smithers & Reimer, 15 
Broad Street, New York City. 

JAMES R. WARDROP, 

Academy Avenue, Sewickley. 

Pa. 
With N. Holmes & Sons. Ban- 
kers. Fourth Avenue and 
Wood Street, Pittsburg, Pa. 

ELTING F. WARNER, JR., 
Care Pearson Publishing Co.. 

8 Astor Place, New York. 
Assistant to General Manager 

of the Pearson Publishing 

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HAROLD A. WATRES, 
Scranton, Pa. 
Attorney-at-Law, Scranton, Pa. 

MYRON L. WEIL, 
51 Exchange Place, New York 

City. 
Broker, 51 Exchange Place, 

New York. 

JOHN LOUIS WELLINGTON, 
Cumberland, Md. 
In the Citizens' National Bank 
of Cumberland. 

RALPH WENTWORTH, 

Pittsfield, Mass. 
Somerset, Bermuda. 
Teaching in Somerset. 

EDGAR LEE WEST, 
Hamilton Square, N. J. 
University Dormitories, Phila- 
delphia, Pa. 
Student, University of Pennsyl- 
vania Medical School. 

HOWELL NORTH WHITE, 

Walton, N. Y. 

II S. W. B., Princeton, N.J. 
Instructor in Latin in Prince- 
ton University 

ROBERT RUDD WHITING, 
Care of R. S. Rudd, Glen 

Ridge, N.J. 
Princeton, N. J. 
With the New York Sun. 

STEPHEN F. WHITMAN, 
353 West Fifty-seventh Street, 

New York City. 
On The Evening Sun, New 

York. 

GEO. B. WHITMORE, M. D., 
Mount Vernon, N. Y. 
(House Physician, Bellevue 
Hospital, New York.) 

ROBERT Y. WILLIAMS, 
329 Clinton Avenue, Newark, 

N.J. 
Centralia, Pa. 
Mining Engineer with Lehigh 

Valley Coal Co., Centralia, 

Pa. 

STANLEY WILLIAMSON, 
Clayton, N. J. 

Lawyer, 812 Penn Square Build- 
ing, Philadelphia. 



HARRY THOMAS WILLIS, 
Champaign, 111. 

Creston, Colorado County, Tor- 
res Sonora, Mexico. 
Mining Engineer. 

S. GRAHAM WILSON, 
4360 Washington Avenue, St. 
Louis, Mo. After January- 
I, 1905, 4374 Forest Park 
Boulevard, St. Louis, Mo. 

EDWIN BIRD WILSON, 
805 Holland Avenue, Wilkins- 

burg, Pa. 
Advertising Manager of the 
Real Estate Trust Co., 311 
Fourth Avenue, Pittsburg, Pa. 

EMERY J WILSON, 

213 West Chillicothe Avenue, 
Belief ontaine, Ohio. 

142 W. Concord Street, Bos- 
ton, Mass. 

With Bowker, Torrey & Co., 
Marble Works, Boston, Mass. 

HERBERT R. WOODEN, 
Hampstead, Md. 
Farming and Dairying. 

THOMAS NOEL WRENN, 
113 Eastman Street, Cranford, 

N.J. 
With the Wrenn Paper Co., 
Middletown, Ohio, as travel- 
ing salesman. 

REV. JOHN YATES, 

Walton, N. Y. 
Minister, 

FRANK LE ROY YOUNG, 
Cor. Walnut Street and Clinch 

Avenue, Knoxville, Tenn. 
Student at the Bellevue Medical 

College, New York. 

WELLINGTON G. YOUNG, 
92 McDonough Street, Brook- 
lyn, N. Y. 

GEORGE W. YUENGLING, 
41 West Ninetieth Street. New 

York City. 
With the Title, Guaranty & 
Trust Co. of Scranton, 277- 
Broadway, New York. 



Extracts from the Minutes of a Meeting of the 
Graduates' Inter -Club Committee, held at the 
Princeton Club of New York, on the 14th day of 
September, 1904, at which there were present 
representatives of each Upper-Class Club. 

The Chairman presented the Report of the Sub-com- 
mittee appointed to revise the Inter-Club Treaty by- 
resolution of this Committee, adopted at its meeting 
held on the 28th day of June, 1904, as follows : 

"Resolved, That a Sub-committee of five be appointed 
by the Chair to draft amendments to, or a revision of, 
the existing Inter-Club Treaty, and report the same, 
together with any recommendations thereon, to this 
Committee at its next meeting." 

After the reading of this Report and the discussion 
of the provisions of the revised Treaty as drafted, the 
following resolutions were unanimously adopted : 

Resolved, That the Report dated September ist, 1904, 
of the Sub-committee appointed to revise the Inter-Club 
Treaty be accepted, and that the recommendations there- 
of be carried out; 

Further Resolved, That this Committee approves the 
Treaty as drafted by said Sub-committee and recom- 
mends the same to the various Upper-Class Clubs for 
adoption ; 

Further Resolved, That the ofBcers of this Com- 
mittee be, and they hereby are, authorized and directed 
to have printed, not to exceed 500 copies of the Report 
of the Sub-committee dated September ist, 1904, with 
the revised Treaty as drafted by it, and these resolu- 
tions, and cause the same to be distributed in accord- 
ance with the recommendations of said Report; 

Further Resolved, That the members of this Com- 
mittee procure from their respective Clubs pro rata, 
funds to provide for the expense of carrying out the 
last foregoing resolution. 

A true copy, 
Attest : 

C. B. BosTwiCK, George C. Fraser, 

Secretary, Chairman. 



REPORT. 

New York, Sept, ist, 1904. 

To THE Graduates' Inter-Club Committee. 
Gentlemen : — 

Your Sub-committee, appointed to revise the existing 
Inter-Club Treaty, respectfully reports as follows : 

1. After careful study and mature consideration of 
the existing Treaty, it was deemed that the needs of the 
present situation could best be met by entirely re- 
drafting it in more concise form. This has accordingly 
been done and the result is appended to and made a part 
of this Report. 

2. The revised Treaty as drafted, while embodying 
all the essential features of the existing Treaty, is 
aimed at defining clearly and unambiguously the fol- 
lowing points: 

(a) The constitution, functions and powers of the 
Inter-Club Committee. 

(b) The qualifications for eligibility and method of 
notifying candidates of election, and the forms of 
pledges or statements required as conditions pre- 
cedent to entering upon the privileges of member- 
ship. 

(c) The manner of and occasions for conducting 
investigations and the penalties to be imposed for 
infractions of the Treaty. 

(d) Plans for bringing and keeping prominently 
before the members of the University at large 
the Treaty, its purpose and spirit. 

3. In submitting its draft of the revised Treaty for 
your approval, your Sub-committee begs leave to add 
the following recommendations: 

(a) That you, by proper resolution, approve the 

Treaty as drafted and recommend its adoption 

|jrp.jthe Clubs. 

MRS. WOODROVV WILSON 2 

NOV. 25, 1939 



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terlal RoeM That the Treaty as finally approved, together 
th this Report and any resolutions thereon that 
y be adopted, be printed, and copies thereof 
be furnished to the Under-Graduate Club mem- 
ipy. f ■ § ■■■■ bers, the Boards of Governors of the Clubs, the 
Faculty and Trustees of the University, and to 
the "Princeton Alumni Weekly" and "The Daily 
Princetonian," under cover of a circular letter, 
setting forth the reasons for the suggested 
changes. 

(c) That your Committee be perpetuated under the 
style "Graduates' Inter-Club Committee/' for 
the purpose of unofficially watching and discussing 
the operation of the Treaty and the conditions 
growing out of the Upper-Class Club System, 
with a view to suggesting remedies for evils that 
may develop and conditions that may arise in the 
matter of the enforcement of the Treaty or the 
relations of the Clubs; and to that end, that the 
Boards of Governors of the Clubs be each re- 
quested to designate one member of their re- 
spective Clubs to serve on such Committee. 

(d) That the members of the Graduates' Inter-Club 
Committee be charged with the duty of bring- 
ing and keeping prominently before the Un- 
der-Graduate members of their respective Clubs, 
in conversation with them as individuals and 
otherwise, the importance and necessity of their 
conforming strictly to the spirit and letter of the 
Treaty. 

(e) That the Chairman and Secretary of the Grad- 
uates' Inter-Club Committee, as soon as may 
be, after the organization of the Under-Graduate 
Inter-Club Committee in each year, at a meeting 
of such latter Committee, appear before it and 
explain the salient features of the Treaty and the 
duties of the Inter-Club Committee and its offi- 



cers thereunder, and generally emphasize the im- 
portance of the strict observance of the provisions 
of the Treaty and the impartial enforcement of 
the penalties prescribed for infractions thereof, 
(f) That the members of your Committee each un- 
dertake to procure from his Club an appropriation 
for the payment of its pro rata share of the ex- 
expenses incident to the carrying out of the rec- 
ommendations of Section (b) of this paragraph. 
Respectfully submitted : 

R. Lawrence Benson, 'oi. 

F. P. King, 'oo. 
Herbert L. Mills, '04. 
C. B. BosTwiCK, '96, 

Secretary, 

G. C. Fraser, '93, 

Chairman. 



INTER-CLUB TREATY. 
This Treaty, made and entered into by and between 
the Upper-Class Clubs of Princeton University, signa- 
tories hereto, for the purposes of establishing a uniform 
system for election of undergraduates in said Univer- 
sity to membership in such Clubs and abolishing the 
practices heretofore prevalent, of electioneering among 
persons eligible or to become eligible for such elec- 
tion ; 

WITNESSETH : 

Each Club in consideration of similar agreements on 
the part of every other Club becoming a party to this 
Treaty by causing the same to be subscribed in its name 
by its proper officers, subjects itself and its members 
present and future to all the provisions, penalties and 
obligations hereby imposed, to wit : — 

ARTICLE I. 
Inter-Club Committee. 

1. There shall be a Committee known as the Inter- 
Club Committee, consisting of one Senior and one 
Junior member from each Club, charged with carrying 
out and enforcing all the provisions of this Treaty and 
having general oversight of its operation. 

2. The Committee, at its regular meeting in June of' 
each year, shall elect from among its Junior members, 
a Chairman and a Secretary to be known respectively as 
the Inter-Club Chairman and the Inter-Club Secre- 
tary. These officers shall maintain and attend at an 
office for the transaction of the Committee's business, 
and shall there keep on file, open to the inspection of 
members of the Committee, all correspondence and 
papers pertaining to the Committee's business, and all 
pledges and statements. 

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3- The Secretary shall keep minutes of all meetings 
of the Committee in permanent form and exhibit the 
same to any member thereof upon request. 

4. At all meetings of the Committee, each Member 
present shall be entitled to one vote; two-thirds of its 
members shall constitute a quorum for the transaction 
of business; and a majority vote of the whole Committee 
shall be necessary to any action. Upon all questions in- 
volving the investigation of charges or infliction of 
penalties, the vote shall be by secret ballot, and where 
other questions are involved any member so requesting 
may require such a vote. 

5. Subject to the specific provisions of this Treaty, 
the Committee may, from time to time, adopt rules to 
regulate the transaction of its business and the conduct 
of investigations. 

6. The Committee shall hold four Regular meetings 
in each collegiate year, as follows : — ist, within two 
weeks after the beginning of such year; 2d, within 
two weeks prior to Easter; 3d, upon the first Monday 
after the third Thursday after Easter; and 4th, during 
the first week in June. Notice of each regular meeting 
shall be mailed by the Secretary to every member of 
the Committee at least three days prior to the date set 
therefor, and te pubHshed in the "Daily Princetonian" 
twice within the week next preceding the date thereof. 
Special meetings may be called by order of the Chair- 
man and shall be so called upon the request of any two 
members of the Committee; one day's personal or writ- 
ten notice of each special meeting shall be given to 
every member of the Committee. 

ARTICLE II. 

PUBLICITY. 

I. A sufficient number of printed copies of this 
Treaty shall be provided by the Committee to permit of 

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the gratuitous distributions thereof as herein provided, 
and also upon request, to any student, graduate, Faculty 
member or Trustee, of the University. 

2. A printed copy hereof shall be mailed to every 
Freshman during the first week of March in each year. 

3. This Treaty shall be published in the "Daily 
Princetonian" once during the first week of, and once 
during the week after the mid-year examinations in, 
each collegiate year. 

4. Some member of the Committee shall explain 
the salient features and objects of this Treaty to the 
Sophomore and Freshman Classes at meetings of such 
respective classes at least once in each year. 

5. The Chairman may in his discretion at any time 
call mass meetings of Club members for the purpose 
of discussing matters relative to Inter-Club manage- 
ment and the operation and enforcement of this Treaty. 



ARTICLE III. 

ELIGIBILITY. 

1. No Under-Classmen other than Sophomores 
shall be eligible for election to any Club, and none but 
Upper-Classmen and Graduates shall enjoy the priv- 
ileges of membership ; no Under-Classman or ex-Under- 
Classman shall be admitted to the House of any Club 
unless and until he shall have been elected to and quali- 
fied for membership in one of the Clubs. 

2. No Club-member expelled from his Club for any 
infraction of the provisions of this Treaty as herein 
provided shall be eligible to election in any Club and no 
member under suspension shall enjoy the privileges of 
his own or any other Club during the term of his sus- 
pension. 



ARTICLE IV. 

INFLUENCE ON ELECTIONS. 

1. No Under-Classman or prospective Under-Class- 
man shall be in any way directly or indirectly notified 
of his election, actual, prospective or possible, to any 
Club, prior to the second Thursday after Easter in his 
Sophomore year. Sophomores elected to Clubs on or 
before the second Thursday after Easter in their Sopho- 
more year, shall, on that date, be notified of their elec- 
tion by the Inter-Club Secretary only ; Sophomores 
elected after that date shall be so notified only through 
the medium of a Sophomore duly elected and qualified 
for membership by acceptance and otherwise, or by the 
Inter-Club Secretary. 

2. No Club nor Club Member, directly or indirectly, 
in any manner whatsoever, shall approach, solicit or at- 
tempt to pledge any Under-Classman or prospective Un- 
der-Classman to become or refrain from becoming a 
member of any Club. 

3. No ex-Sophomore shall be elected to any sort of 
membership in any Club prior to the first day of June 
in the Sophomore year of the class wherewith he shall 
last have been enrolled. 



ARTICLE V. 

ELECTIONS AND PLEDGES. 

I. At some time prior to the second Thursday after 
Easter in each year, each Club shall cause the Inter- 
Club Secretary to be notified in writing of the names of 
Sophomores (not exceeding 8) elected to its member- 
ship. The Secretary shall thereupon, but not earlier 
than ten o'clock P.M. on said Thursday, mail to every 
Sophomore of whose election he shall have been notified 
as thus provided, notice thereof over his signature, all 

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of such notices to be contemporaneously deposited in 
the United States Mail. 

2. The notices mailed by the Secretary pursuant to 
Section i of this Article shall in substance read as 
follows : — 

NOTICE OF ELECTION TO UPPER-CLASS CLUB. 

To Mr Class of 

Sir:- ■ 

You are hereby notified that you have been elected 
to membership in Club. 

Kindly signify your acceptance or declination of such 
election upon one of the enclosed blanks and forward 
the same to me in the accompanying envelope not earlier 
than noon of Monday next or later than noon of the 
following Thursday. A list of your Classmates elected 
to the above-named Club is hereto appended. 



Inter-Club Secretary. 



The Sophomores elected to the 
above-named Club are : — 



The acceptance of election to be enclosed with notice 
thereof shall read as follows : — 



ACCEPTANCE OF ELECTION TO UPPER-CLASS 
CLUB. 

To the Inter-Club Secretary, 
Sir:— 

I hereby evidence my acceptance of election to 

Club whereof you have previously notified 

me. 

In accepting such election I State Upon My Word 
OF Honor as a Gentleman that, except as below noted, 
I have never been in any manner, direct or indirect, 
by word or deed, approached, solicited, or attempted 
to be pledged by any person whomsoever other than 
members of my own class, to become or refrain from 
becoming a member of any Upper-Class Club, and 
that I have not directly or indirectly, through the 
medium of any person or otherwise, approached any 
member of an Upper-Class Club with respect to the 
election of myself or any other member of my class to 
any such Club. 

Further, I Do Hereby Promise and Pledge Myself 
Upon My Word of Honor as a Gentleman, never in 
any manner, direct or indirect, through the medium of 
any person or otherwise by word or deed, to approach, 
solicit or attempt to pledge any Under-Classman in 
Princeton University not a member of my own class, 
nor any prospective student of Princeton University, 
to become or refrain from becoming a member of any 
Upper-Class Club. 

Dated 



Witness 



The reservation above made is necessitated by reason 
of the following incident which I request the Inter- 
Club Committee to investigate : 



The declination of election to be enclosed with notice 
thereof shall read in substance as follows : — 

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DECLINATION OF ELECTION. 

To the Inter-Club Secretary, 
Sir:— 

I have to advise 3^011 that I must decline the election 

to Club of which you have 

previously notified me. 



A stamped envelope addressed to the Secretary shall 
be enclosed with each notice of election. 

3. Every Sophomore receiving a notice of election 
pursuant to the provisions of Section 2 of this Article 
shall forward his reply thereto over his signature in 
the form prescribed in said Section, between noon of 
the first Monday after the second Thursday after Easter, 
and noon of the third Thursday after Easter, and the 
Secretary shall, as soon as possible after receipt of re- 
plies to notices sent by him, in writing advise the Clubs 
respectively of all acceptances and declinations of their 
elections. 

4. Every Sophomore elected to a Club after the 
second Thursday after Easter, and every Upper-Class- 
man elected to a Club, shall, upon accepting such elec- 
tion and before entering upon the privileges of mem- 
bership, forward to the Secretary a pledge over his 
signature in the following form : — 

NOTICE OF ACCEPTANCE OF ELECTION. 

To the Inter-Club Secretary, 
Sir:— 

Having accepted an election to Club, 

and prior to entering upon the privileges of membership 
therein, I Do Hereby Promise and Pledge Myself 
Upon My Word of Honor as a Gentleman never in 
any manner, direct or indirect, through the medium of 
any person or otherwise by word or deed, to approach, 

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solicit or attempt to pledge any Under-Classman in 
Princeton University, to become or refrain from be- 
coming a member of any Upper-Class Club. 

Further, I State Upon My Word of Honor as a 
Gentleman that except as below noted prior to Com- 
mencement Day in my Sophomore year, I was never 
in any manner, directly or indirectly, by word or 
deed, approached, solicited or attempted to be pledged 
by any person whomsoever other than members of my 
own Class, to become or refrain from becoming a mem- 
ber of any Upper-Class Club, and that prior to said 
Commencement Day in my Sophomore year, I did not 
directly or indirectly through the medium of any per- 
son or otherwise approach any member of an Upper- 
Class Club with respect to the election of myself or 
any other member of my class in any such Club. 



Dated . 
Witness : 



The reservation above made is necessitated by reason 
of the following incident which I request the Inter- 
Club Committee to investigate : 



5. If any member-elect shall have been approached, 
solicited or attempted to be pledged in the interest of 
any Club, he shall state the facts thereto pertaining 
at the foot of his acceptance or notice of acceptance, as 
briefly as may be. In every such case the Secretary 
shall notify the Club concerned of the facts thus brought 
to the notice of the Committee, and the election of such 
member-elect shall in no event become effective until 
after an investigation by the Committee. 

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ARTICLE VI. 

INVESTIGATIONS AND PENALTIES. 

1. Any member of the University having knowledge 
or reasonable suspicion of any breach of the provisions 
of this Treaty by any Club, Club member or member- 
elect, may bring such facts to the attention of a member 
of the Committee and a meeting of the Committee shall 
thereupon be called to investigate the same. 

2. In every case where the Committee or a member 
thereof shall be advised or have reasonable suspicion 
that there has been an infraction of the provisions 
of this Treaty, whether such information shall be de- 
rived from a Club member, member-elect or otherwise, 
a meeting of the Committee shall at once be called for 
the purpose of investigation. 

3. If, as a result of any such investigation, the 
Committee shall, by vote as hereinbefore provided, find 
that any Club member or member-elect has been guilty 
of a violation in letter or in spirit of any provision 
of this Treaty expressed or implied, then the Committee 
shall immediately notify the Club of which such person 
shall be a member or member-elect : 

(a) In the case of a member, that he shall be per- 
manently expelled from such Club ; and 

(b) In the case of a member-elect, that his elec- 
tion shall be declared void and he be barred from 
membership in such Club. 

Any Club receiving a notice as hereinbefore provided, 
shall, within one week thereafter, notify the Committee 
that its orders have been compHed with, and in the 
event of failure to do so, such Club shall, without 
further notice or action by the Committee, forfeit all 
rights under this Treaty, and a notice to that effect, 
setting forth the name of the Club and a copy of this 
Section, shall be published in the "Daily Princetonian" 
three times within the week next succeeding such for- 
feiture. 

4. Any member-elect on representing himself to be 

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unable to make the statement or pledge required as a 
preliminary to his entering upon membership in a Club, 
and refusing to state the reasons therefor, shall be 
barred from becoming a member of any Club. 

5. Any Club member or member-elect, refusing upon 
demand of the Committee to appear before it, or after 
appearance, to testify as to any matter under investiga- 
tion shall, 

(a) In the case of a Club member, be suspended 
from all privileges of membership in his Club 
for one calendar year from the date of such re- 
fusal, or until he shall submit to the demands of 
the Committee; and 
(b) In the case of a member-elect, be barred from 
entering upon the privileges of membership in any 
Club until he shall submit to the demands of the 
Committee. 

ARTICLE VII. 

EXPENSES OF INTER-CLUB COMMITTEE. 

I. The Committee shall, from time to time, levy 
equal pro rata assessments upon the Clubs to meet 
its expenses incident to carrying out and enforcing the 
provisions of this Treaty. 

ARTICLE VIIL 

MANAGEMENT OF UNDER-CLASS CLUBS. 

I. No Club member shall manage any Eating Club 
having Under-Classmen among its members, except 
after filing with the Secretary a pledge in the following 
form: 



UNDER CLASS CLUB MANAGER'S PLEDGE. 


To the Inter-Club Secretary, 




Sir:— 




Prior to entering upon the management of 


an Eating 


Club whereof Under-Classmen are, or may be. 


members. 


I do hereby promise and pledge myself upon 


my word 


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of honor as a gentleman, that in the management of said 
Club, as upon all occasions and under all circumstances, 
I will demean myself in strict accordance with the true 
intent and meaning of the Inter-Club Treaty. 

Dated 

Witness : 



ARTICLE IX. 

WITHDRAWALS. 

I. Any Club may withdraw from this Treaty upon 
notifying the Committee that resolutions to that effect 
have been adopted at meetings of its Under-graduate 
members and Graduate Board, but not otherwise, and its 
withdrawal shall become effective upon the date of such 
notification.. 

ARTICLE X. 

AMENDMENTS. 

I. Any proposed amendment to this Treaty approved 
by vote of three-fourths of the entire Committee, shall 
be submitted to the respective Clubs for action. The 
Under-graduate members of the Clubs shall then, at 
separate meetings to be held by each Club, vote upon 
the question of whether such proposed amendment shall 
be adopted or rejected. If three-fourths of the Clubs 
shall vote in favor of the adoption of such amendment 
and so report to the Secretary, the same shall thereupon 
become effective and in force as to all Clubs ; if, how- 
ever, less than three-fourths of the Clubs shall so 
vote, then the amendment shall fail. The Secretary 
shall immediately upon adoption notify each Club of any 
amendment hereto. 

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ARTICLE XI. 

CONSTRUCTION. 

1. The words ''Committee," "Chairman" and "Secre- 
tary," whenever used herein shall be taken to mean the 
Inter-Club Committee, the Inter-Club Chairman and 
the Inter-Club Secretary, respectively. 

The word "Under-Classman" whenever used herein 
shall be taken to mean all members of the Freshman 
and Sophomore Classes of Princeton University, and in 
like manner the word "Upper-Classman," all members 
of the Junior and Senior Classes of said University, 
and every class shall be taken to include special as well 
as regular students rated therewith. 

The words "Club," "Club-member" and the like, 
whenever used herein shall be taken to mean Clubs 
parties to this Treaty, and the members thereof, and in 
like manner the word "member-elect" shall be taken 
to mean any person elected to membership in any such 
Club who shall not have entered upon the privileges of 
membership therein. 

The words "Approach, Solicit or Attempt to Pledge" 
or any of them, and any similar expressions whenever 
used herein, shall be taken to mean every form of suasion 
whatsoever, direct or indirect, resorted to with the 
purpose or in the hope of influencing any person to be- 
come or refrain from becoming a member of any Club 
party hereto. 

Where the singular number is used, it shall be taken 
to, include the plural, unless expressly limited by the 
context. 

2. The construction of this Treaty shall rest with 
the Inter-Club Committee, whose decisions thereon shall 
be final. 

In Witness Whereof these presents have been exe- 
cuted in behalf of the Clubs whose names are hereto 
subscribed over the signatures of their proper officers, 
upon the dates set over their respective names. 

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